Passing me by

Drip
Footsteps echoing across an endless corridor
Mixing with the sound of water.
Tiny crystalline orbs
Splattering upon impact.

Drop
In a trance I walk through
The water lapping at my ankles.
It has quite a way to go
Before the water level reaches the ceiling.

Drip
Before my life ends.
It’s is only partway through.
From the corners of my eyes I see
A door here and a door there.

Drop
Some doors leak fluid.
A different colour amongst the clearness.
Forcing the water level higher
Quickening my death.

Drip
Doors labelled Jealousy and Hate
Greed and Lust.
Leak liquid at an alarming rate
Soon I will drown inside my own mind.

Drop
Can I stop the flow?
Not from the ceiling;
Those droplets signify my life
The years that have passed.

Drip
Halt the flow from the doors
Spilling contaminated fluid
Into my once innocent life.
I cannot clear away the mess.

Drop
But I can prevent future harm
Stay away from those doors
And don’t let what is inside grow
Let it rot and fester, never to be seen again.

Drip
Drop
My life is passing me by.