Under the Hood

There's nothing here, 

    you've used it all

Nothing but an empty hall

Echoes and cobwebs remain

Along with residue of pain

If you were walking 

    down this hall

All you'd hear is your 

    own foot fall

Silence heavier than sand

Suffocation, no dry land

The doors all lead to empty space

What used to be has been 

     laid waste

Beauty long since turned decay

No sunshine whether 

     night or day

The loneliness just suffocates

Misery just sits and waits

For the next one brave enough

One who thinks he's 

      really tough

There's nothing to anticipate

No more love, it was all fake

Happy footsteps gone for good

Just a ghost girl 

     under a hood.