Revolving Doors

Empty footsteps echo of cold concrete walls

Stone spires split the sky around me

Through these tears, rain begins trickles down

Through these tears, I see the end draw near

I find no solace in going alone

No pearly white gates, nor damned gates

Simply a revolving door on a faceless building

Identical to its billion brothers in every way

I could go in, but there is no other side

Ive done it before, many times

Too many

You step in one side, and are spat out the other

I just stare up at the faceless building

My faceless, nameless, lifeless death

No different from the billions of other lives

Built up all around to measure the same mold

No matter the size of the life you lead

In death, we are all the same

Every thing is the same

Every door

Every revolving door

Revolving door

Which lead to no where but where they began

Which bring nothing more but another chance

Another chance to die