Dark room just above your shoulders controlling every move you make, every thought you have, every dream you dream. The room has a lamp that only lights up during the darkest hour at night, when everything has a bigger meaning. During that time every story gets a sad ending, every drawing gets a detailed backstory and all songs are being sang off tune.
When the light is on we keep on walking in this never ending circle that leads us nowhere, but somehow we're still doing more than once the lamp is turned off. All dreams are buried and every passerby is damned. There's no room for anyone else between these walls. Apologies mean nothing, promises are broken and future plans are cancelled over the fear of being happy. Who would want to walk around with a smile?
