This Room
I have this feeling of disparaging doubt.
Trapped in a room of sorrow, looking for the way out.
To the world I would be perceived as happy, seemingly okay.
In my world there's only emptiness, desolate dismay.
Where I close myself away, to torture me in every way.
I cannot leave this room full of saddening gloom.
Where anything in me that's good these demons are eagerly waiting to consume.
How am I able to rid myself of this crippling feeling.
When this room is filling with my pain from floor to ceiling.
Need to escape this, but this feeling I just can't shake it.
Stripping me down to my soul never feeling so naked.
I have to get out, there must be a way, I just can't take it.
Cause if I can't leave this gloom room soon I fear I'll never make it.
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