whispers that echo

Eerily familiar 

The smell of something 

In the air

That I can't quite put my finger on

Triggering, unloaded gun 

A tickle in my brain

Unlatching the chain 

Once held under lock and key 

Distant distant memory 

Whispers that echo

Shadows that glow

Shrinking that grows 

You were known 

You were known 

I've heard it all before 

A creaking, closing door 

Dried up hinges oiled 

Long ago 

Can't bring myself to change them 

On the tip of my tongue 

your name stays 

Holding closely

Closer closer memory 

Shouts that dampen 

Lights that darken 

Growth that weakens

Who knows me now

Who knows me now