The final chapter

Written by Vanshika Srivastava

I walk down the empty hallways
Glide my hand across the doorway
Where there was once welcomed laughter and joy
And smiles that would last all day

The turns of the lips in the pictures
Still engulfs the tales
With people unaware of
The ending awaiting just beyond
Just before the credits roll in

I once watched that candle glimmer
With hope and poise
Now it the recalls how alone i would feel
When i face death in the eye
I once used to recite my stories
In a room full of awaiting claps and cheers
But now, no one cares
If the book ends, or the final chapter is that of fear