Nosocomephobia
I’m a dusty grave,
Rust bones sighing heavily.
The windows--jail bars,
Display taunting glowing stars.
My heart tugs my veins like lead.
Everything is dark,
And silent--Besides my pulse.
Do they deserve me?
No--That’s why it's called free will!
I laugh, still--I cough--Lonely.
I only want them.
I only want ‘I love you.’
The river dams creak.
I can never fall asleep,
They’ve forgotten about me…
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