I walk in the room
The dark room as dark as night
People say they feel lonely in the room
So why do I embrace it instead
“Horrid”
“A horrible place”
“A place of disappear”
“Dark”
“Dark”
“Dark”
“Dark”
“Dark”
All words of people just words
Those people of curse lied no one could hate this place
The black walls with red dripping down
No one absolutely no one
The fire in the harth only source of light and warmth
I walk over to the harth as the fire grew
It grew
Grew
And engulfed the room
Slowly bright lights shine
I’ve woken up but from what
“oh look at her all skin and bones”
“Oh how her hands are oh so very cold”
“ and look at her teeth”
Right this place
Here I’m a sinner
Here there is no warmth
Here there is no home
Here I’m alone
“Oh now really their skin and bone have a story to tell”
“ Their hands are hands of a fighter”
“Their teeth shows a struggle”
This place?
Is this a place of no sin?
A place as room as the dark room?
A home?
A place where I’m not alone?
Yes thats where I am
I’ve awoken
And the room of fake warmth
Of the false home
Of false security
Is no longer shadowing over me...
Now in the light
