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Currently I find myself confined

To 1 room my bedroom

In the 3 bedroom house I presently
own or should I rather say have to
repay the mortgage on

Because although for the countless
many times she says she cares
her actions provide lasting proof
she quite obviously does not

She only ever seems to care when
if I don't and therefore effects her

Now when I leave or come back in
I enter not through the side door

But through the front door which has
barely ever been used or opened before

At my bedroom resides at the top of the
stairs that when I climb them creak which 
really defines it's actual true age

A place called number 22 i bought in
essence I thought I could call my
own very home

Which once upon a long , long time ago 
represented a fairytale come true that
besides pride , joy , happiness a all
encompassing safe space

So funny now how upon looking back
today each and every passing day 

I further begin to see it as a tightening
rope around my neck strangling and
smothering me to death

And all I now want to do is leave this
place of ever increasing misery behind 
as soon as is humanly possible

So at least I still have a few of some of
those my most cherished favorable
memories left to take with me

Before they are taken from me
and tainted forever and slowly ebb
away till finally they are long gone

So get me out of here as soon as
possible for heaven sake or mine
please

Whilst I still want or wish to have the
Number 22 Tattooed on my back 

Before the Number 22 eventually
becomes placed  beside or added
in the pantheon

Of so called other named unlucky 
numbers such as the infamous ilk 
of the dreaded 

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