Life In My Room

Again this is my version of 'poetry' very simple

Nothing but white
This paint, my skin, that light
These walls are my cell
I can shout & scream but can’t escape this hell

My windows never shut unlike my door
My heart is broken, bleeding & dying on the floor
This red stain is flowing down my arm
The cut is deep but I still remain calm

My eyes close the bright white light turns to black matter
This is the end no need for mindless chatter
On my door is the sound of your fist
I try to wake up for one last kiss

Wish you knew how much you meant to me
I don’t want to die alone & be like the ships lost at sea
You kinda hoped this wasn’t what it seemed
I know you wished this was just a bad dream

Now you’ve broken through my last barricade
I have to say this is gonna be my last serenade
My final image is of your face
Just a shame blood is my last taste.