i am drugged.
laying on my bed.
staring at dark corners
of my room.

an empty room.
just me. and
the past moments
i once lived.

calling at my door
calling to come in
this night
and 21 years past

i am alone
don´t want visits
no more visits
at night i suffer.

i have to answer
to those whole call.
tomorrow i say.
leave.

leave.
they continue.
2 am and hear the knocks.
i am drugged.