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The Room

The walls are closing in    
The doorís not opening  
The pace is harrowing  
The way is narrowing †  
I need to find the key †  
Before these walls overtake me †  
††  
No time for patience †  
Or passive complacence †  
Attempt to pick the lock †  
It holds steadfast as if to mock †  
Every inch closer to the end †  
The space tightens with no relent †  
† †
Try to slow the progression †  
Fight imposing depression †  
Beginning to lose hope †  
Nearing the end of my rope †  
Searching for a sign or clue †  
Will these walls be my final view? †  
† †
Is there a button or a lever †  
Hidden somewhere clever? †  
Behind a painting or a mirror †  
As my fate is edging nearer †  
I lift another floorboard †  
But I canít escape this horror †  
† †
The clock turns, with every tick †  
Feeling more claustrophic †  
Screaming for help until gasping for air †  
Enveloped by everlasting despair †  
† †
I manically cry †  
Until panic subsides †  
And acceptance replaces qualms †  
As my penance, embrace the calm †  
† †
I finally resign †  
Leave all my regrets behind †  
How did I wind up in this bind? †  
Lack of light renders me blind †  
† †
Into abyss, thrown and thrust †  
My bones will soon be crushed to dust †  
Naught but a stone faced empty husk †  
Slipping alone into the dusk
 
 
Hellarchy
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