The Dark Room

Once upon a time

There was a room where I would go

Hoping to forget myself for a little while

I wanted to mask the colors that show

Why I was never able to hold a smile

Then I heard footsteps

I closed the door and turned off the lights

Trying to disguise myself until it ceased

But I felt cornered, I was dead to rights

In a cell from which I couldn’t be released

 

Once upon a time

I believed that life would give me a calling

A shining beacon of light to guide me along

But the sky is still dark and I keep on falling

Into this earthen hole where I must belong

So here I wait

Ever paranoid about the passage of time

Because time does nothing for open wounds

It blinds our senses until all that we find

Our souls have been buried in the ground

 

 

Reviews

[Clarence Tide]

Nice dark imagery. I like the certain sadness about the piece.. nice write