There a four walls.
I know because I've counted.
Three hundred times to be sure.
There are definitley four.
There is a ceiling and a floor.
I know because I've checked.
Three hundred times to be sure.
There's a ceiling and a floor.
I'm lying on a bed.
I know because I've checked.
Three hundred times to be sure.
Its a bed and nothing more.
There is no one else in this room.
I know because I've counted.
Three hundred times to be sure.
I wish that there were more.
There is a window and a door.
I know because I've checked.
Three hundred times to be sure.
Just a window and a door.
The door is locked.
I know because I've checked.
Three hundred times to be sure.
There is no opening the door.
Through the window there are people.
I know because I've checked.
Three hundred times to be sure.
They gather more and more.
The people do not hear me.
I know because I've checked.
Three hundred times to be sure.
Screaming makes my throat sore.
I want to leave my room.
I know because I know.
Three hundred times to be sure.
My fingers scratch at the door.
One day I make a decision.
I think that it is right.
Three hundred times to be sure.
That glass will shatter nice.
My skin is slashed to ribbons.
I know and I have counted.
Three hundred times to be sure.
Blood drips to the floor.
The people look ahead.
I know because I see now.
I've suffered just to see this?
I want to go home.
I turn and find my room is gone.
I know because I've checked.
Three hundred times to be sure.
It's gone and I shall mourn.
I lie down and begin to heal.
I know because I've checked.
Three hundred times to be sure.
My pain begins to go.
Walls rise around me from the ground.
I know because I've checked.
Three hundred times to be sure.
Around me they grow.
There are four walls.
I know because I've counted.
Three hundred times to be sure.
There are definitley four.
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This book has no name. (Poetry)
PoetryI am not a poet, as you can see, but yeah, here are some poems I have written. Some are a bit depressing I know, but what's more depressing is the fact I can't write a decent poem, am I right? P.S they aren't all about me, okay. Some are, some are...
