Black Room
In the Black room with walls of black curtains when my mind was vacation
Starlings became personal darlings, Dark eyes gather no moonbeams
Holding back all daylight, Dark blocks the vision like mental images in remission
Stuck in this Pace with a mysterious shadow, where Grey would seem bright no glow on the edges
You cried NO ropes could hold you, NO ONE would scold you, still left in the darkness with a mind and body in detention
Bought the ticket, covered all windows, Create a sad time putting my own mind on vacation
" As I walked out, felt my own need just beginning"
Create a new Line, unknown waiting, for a lost train, restless withering
Ghosts unseen, traces of those faces hide from themselves, Shadows outside always creeping
Party with a rough crew, her smile a hint of kindness in the dark night
Old wounds left open, never forgotten, like scary traces where the shadows talk to themselves
Return to a jungle mindless dark eye, time for redressing open new windows, unfriending Starlings
Letting light into the dark, creates new shadows that are no longer afraid of themselves. R.C.