Yellow light shakes in a room I do not trust Carpet sinks low like a trap packed full of dust Walls repeat wrong till the pattern starts to rust Silence wraps tight like a rope made sharp with lust Buzz in the air starts to crawl beneath my skin Halls twist around like they draw me back within Footsteps ahead fade away before they begin Every left turn builds a quiet looping grin Stains on the walls shift their shapes against the din Something behind me waits patient for my spin Light flicks once as the hum begins to scrape Time folds thin while the floors attempt to gape I walk deeper though the maze denies escape These halls stretch wide without an end They bend in ways they will not mend They twist until the walls pretend They learn my pulse and then ascend They hum until my thoughts descend They warp each step I try to send They shape a world I cannot fend They watch and wait for me to bend Patterns bloom sharp where the shadows climb Corners shift form like a fault lies in time Every soft turn builds a room I walked before Whispers run low through a gap beside the floor Cold pressing dread rolls ahead like something core Lights tremble faint as if warning me of more Each mirrored hall hides a truth they reinforce No sound but mine tries to call this place a source Now the walls breathe These halls stretch wide without an end They bend in ways they will not mend They twist until the walls pretend They learn my pulse and then ascend They hum until my thoughts descend They warp each step I try to send They shape a world I cannot fend They watch and wait for me to bend Yellow light fades till the dark begins to bloom Floor slides thin like a veil around the room Air pulls tight while the halls begin to groom Something forms close like a shape built to consume Light goes faint Walls turn soft Shadows crouch Air drops off Floors unwind I slip through Now the walls breathe Light flicks once as the hum begins to scrape Time folds thin while the floors attempt to gape I walk deeper though the maze denies escape These halls stretch wide without an end They bend in ways they will not mend They twist until the walls pretend They learn my pulse and then ascend They hum until my thoughts descend They warp each step I try to send They shape a world I cannot fend They watch and wait for me to bend Soft ringing footfalls fade into the seams Glow from the ceiling folds under its beams Darkness expands as the floor splits at the streams I fall through the hum into something built for dreams
