Empty Room
No air of my own to breathe.
Stuffed like a Christmas turkey,
I find an escape beneath,
Beneath the floors of the murky room.
I fall to the floor
No one is around
My body they do ignore
I open my eyes,
Not a soul in sight.
Was it a dream in the night?
It was just a dream
This is just an empty room
My tears start a stream
When I am left alone,
I am left to think.
No one to hear my groan,
They wouldn't even blink.
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