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.
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