The Cold Room
Feverish Smiles
grace the faces
of disturbed creatures
Harsh Heartbeats
slam through bodies,
Uncontrollable
The needle
it hurts
but you know
it gets worse
You look toward your own
and you want to go home
Close your eyes tight
then open them wide
one day you'll see love,
one day you'll see light,
one day you'll see life
After your time
in the room
with the man
with the blood
on his hands
With your teeth
that are clenched
and your fist in a ball
Tears and confusion
melt through your skin,
your insides
fall to the floor,
the cold tile floor.
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