A Dark Room

A dark room I stand in a room,a dark room. I try to see the light, but I can't. I try to shout, But I can't. I sit on a chair, I stand, I sit, I stand. Just like a light switch. My heart bleeds, Like a river, I have a fever, But not a dreamer. My name appears on the wall, As I wait for a call. My heart fills with darkness, And sadness becomes my middle name. What have I done to feel such pain? I don't get the answer what do I gain? Tears dripping down my face, I just need some space. As each drop reaches the ground, I can just feel my heart pound, One, Two, Three... I want to be free.