my room knows me like no other
for only in my room I'm raw
as i strip my clothes
the room sees the hulk of mass I'm made up of
it sees me bare and naked
it sees the scars i covered with fabrics
it holds the words i left unsaid
the walls, the floor, the ceiling, the bed
the ceiling i stare so blankly
when my eyes are too stubborn to cry
when the world feels heavy the ceiling carries the weight
and i lie in my bed watching the white plaster
with prolonged gawk and hollow heart
with no thoughts, no feelings
just tangles of emotions I'm too scared to straighten
so i retreat into a corner
the corner that fits a twin sized bed
the bed with 3 pillows and white blanket
but the bed is my sanctuary
and the blanket, a bandage
as it wraps the hurt with warm
it embraces all the grief and guilt
and i sink, i cave, i cocoon myself
and i let out the squeals i kept within
the pillows, they soak themselves with my tears
and the blanket cover me from toes to tip
and when the world falls asleep
its just the four walls and the flesh i call myself
so my room is a sacred place to me
its where I'm whole, its where i breath
May 28
May 28, 2026 at 11:28 AM UTC
my room knows me like no other
for only in my room I'm raw
as i strip my clothes
the room sees the hulk of mass I'm made up of
it sees me bare and naked
it sees the scars i covered with fabrics
it holds the words i left unsaid
the walls, the floor, the ceiling, the bed
the ceiling i stare so blankly
when my eyes are too stubborn to cry
when the world feels heavy the ceiling carries the weight
and i lie in my bed watching the white plaster
with prolonged gawk and hollow heart
with no thoughts, no feelings
just tangles of emotions I'm too scared to straighten
so i retreat into a corner
the corner that fits a twin sized bed
the bed with 3 pillows and white blanket
but the bed is my sanctuary
and the blanket, a bandage
as it wraps the hurt with warm
it embraces all the grief and guilt
and i sink, i cave, i cocoon myself
and i let out the squeals i kept within
the pillows, they soak themselves with my tears
and the blanket cover me from toes to tip
and when the world falls asleep
its just the four walls and the flesh i call myself
so my room is a sacred place to me
its where I'm whole, its where i breath
