Loose Ends

I know what is in there. I've seen it.

It's not nice. It's more broken than anything.

There's no one in there, believe it

Just like ice, it's colder than what winter brings.

It's empty. Soulless. More ruthless than human beings.

But still it's life, whatever that means.

I'm gasping for air, but I'm scared to breathe

If I walk, my heart stops like it's scared to leave.

I can't leave and leave it here, then free I'll never be.

What's locking a door when there's a key?

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