Moving on an unknown path,
Where forward is the only way to go.
Hesitant footsteps and fiddling fingers, trying to feel,
The cracks and crevices in search of something familiar.
Lifeless common room and deserted hallways,
All left is an empty space in a void so big.
Not a soul in sight.
A certain uncertainty prickling behind the eyelids,
Not open, not closed but still aware of the abandonment.
Exhausted is the kindred soul seeking an ounce of warmth,
Stone cold walls and biting wind the frost is seeping into the bones.
In search of the autumn wind, lost in the sea looking for the shore,
Struggling with a dilemma an unstable mind with no solution in sight.
Questions asked to echo unanswered from the thick walls,
At loss and dejected looking for a way out,
The mind begins to familiarise itself with the cold,
Adapting and evolving for its own survival.
And no longer is the void unknown,
Peaceful and gentle is the silence and the numbing cold.
Trapped in the wilderness another lost soul.

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