Ashes in My Mouth

Ashes in My Mouth

The hallway breathed through broken vents

Cold dust settled inside my veins

Every clock leaned toward the grave

While silence carved its name in me

I heard your voice inside the sink

Water shook against the drain

My hands turned pale beneath the lamp

Like winter trapped beneath thin skin

The mirror cracked without a sound

A black-winged shadow crossed the floor

I watched my heartbeat lose its shape

And crawl beneath the bedroom door

No prayer reached the rotten walls

No mercy lived inside this house

Only smoke wrapped round my throat

Leaving ashes in my mouth

The ceiling dripped with stained decay

Dark circles spread above the bed

I counted every distant creak

Until the walls began to bend

A dead moth rested near the lamp

Its powder stained my fingertips

The room felt colder every hour

Like night was feeding from my ribs

I tried to wash the fear away

Still soot remained beneath my nails

The water carried whispers back

Soft voices rising through the drain

By morning nothing looked the same

The house stood hollow, starved, and still

Yet ashes lingered on my tongue

As though the dark lived in me still

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