As I wait in the cold dark room
For someone to let me out,
I pray.
I pray that one day, someone will see the real me
And I'll finally be free.
I pray that the door will open
Even for a second,
Just so I can witness light.
As I wait in the cold dark room
For someone to let me out,
I pray.
I pray for food, the one meal a day
And maybe It'll be a good meal.
I pray that the door will open
Even for a minute,
Just so I can see him again.
As I wait in the cold dark room
For someone to let me out,
I pray.
I pray that he will notice me
For once in his life, just notice me.
I pray that the door will open
Even for an hour,
Just so I can quietly make my way to humanity.
As I wait in the cold dark room
For someone to let me out,
I pray.
I pray that someone will hear my screams
And will break me out of this jail.
I pray that the door will open
Even for a day,
Just so I can make my escape.
As I wait in the cold dark room
For someone to let me out,
I pray.
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Short poems
PoetryHey, I'm just gonna be writing short poems about anything and everything. If you want me to write you anything in particular just let me know and I'll do what I can! :) hope you like :)
