A Dark Room

Trapped in a dark room,

No entrance, No exit, 

Nothing but an endless passage of pure darkness

I know shes here I can hear her

Once again her fear and anger has tooken a toll on me

And Im back in this ity bity dark room

A light has risen, distant, as I reach with my fingertips 

I once again have control and Im me again

This poem is about: 
Me

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