A room full of grime
Makes my skin crawl
A voice that cries
Profanities soaked in bitter gall

This Damp and littered floor
Squirms beneath my feet
A hatred begs "no more"
And my tolerance grows weak

Suffer in silence, to my eyes is
The only solution, for all deny it
Mornings and nights loom ever longer
No chain bounds this room turned monster




© Roseberry