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The Dark Room

I'm dying here alone, in this room My cryptic thoughts and calming breaths trying to grasp onto my sense of reality This mysterious darkness what will I spiral into? Held here against my will in this Pandora's box of crawling poison Trapped, I’m forced to suffer in my own pathetic grief lost family, happy thoughts, please come back to me Swallowing the pitiful memories of a time yet lost Ringing, screaming, insanity in my blind ears I’m not myself, I’m not really here My reassurance slowly turns to fear hallucinations, causing me to wear myself out forcing me back into the molding corners Medicine is now intoxicating Tantrums, reflecting a life gone wrong I can’t escape the fear an emotional trickle that can’t be covered up Overwhelming sadistic demeanor choking on droopy, grey visions My heavy eyes long for comfort but i can’t rid His sinister, cheap laugh I’m restless, I can’t escape or sleep I want, I crave to be let out Take me back to the light, the familiar light but I’m held back in my teasing, cruel subconscious The realities I push so far behind me resurface, tormenting me once again And pull me back in this restraining, evil room This cold, bleeding, crying, dark room.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 11/3/2015 1:44:00 PM
Hi Jess, wow, I don't wish this dark room for myself. Sounds evil, just to be there and it taking total control of your every move. A deep write. Enjoyed. 7+ Linda
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Jessie Rae
Date: 11/3/2015 1:52:00 PM
Thanks <3

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