I feel
someone
tossed
me down
a
neverending
dark
hole
had
doors
lead
to
rooms
decorated
with
heartbreak
and
dispair
rooms
have
windows
though
dirty
from
neglect
of
age
an’
cobbwebs
peeking
through
weakened
cracking
broken glass
window
eyes
saw
only
grave
storms
stones
and
rain
desolation
oh and
pain
clouds
frown
as
the wind
blows
cold
eyes
see
black and white
The
soul
absorbs
dirty
truth
darkened
rooms
reveal
emptiness
filled
with
lies
no
space inside
for
another
box
of tears
stacked
floor
to ceiling
why
no stairs
fireplaces
no
longer
hold
flames.
rocking chair
too
weak
for
comfort.
sofa
stuffed
with
screaming
memories
of
life
before
the push
mirrors cry
for
the
girl
trapped within
rooms
of
dust.
in
the
hole.
I was pushed…..