I live on the 13th floor

the elevator moves through the walls

the people above and below

walk the halls

and yet i never see the elevator door

i press the button

and i wait

and wait

and wait

but no elevator ever comes

no people ever show

it is cold here

it is silent here

the only sounds are my thoughts

they are on every wall

the ceiling, and the floor

the peephole of everyday door

they are all i know

they consume me

they swallow me whole

they are all i am now

for i've lived here for too long

and i am starting to think

there is no way out

i am alone in this empty hallway

and i have been here for a very long time

i cannot leave

there are no stairs

and the elevator isn't coming

because i live

on the 13th floor