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The back room
Ooh, you know the one
Where light becomes dark
And your shell is shun,
Where layers peel off
Don’t ask, don’t tell
This secret place is our life
Our own private hell, The room in the back
With no escape
The one you created
Molded and shaped,
The room full of secrets
And the mind has no rest
The room of problems
Twist and difficult test,
The room with no walls
What you see is what we get
Where dreams and visions
Mix with blood and dirty sweat,
The room that you hide
From all the world
The room where sometimes
A boy is really a girl,
A room of lust
And insane fantasy
A room with no windows
So that no one will see,
Be still, don’t move
Now release, and exhale
This room has you covered
And contained in its shell,
In the back room, so much darkness
Envy, hatred, and strife
The room in the back
That consumes our life,
The rooms so full of anger
Like lightening it strikes
Its surface like sandpaper
And its edges like spikes,
No purpose to this room
Only total destruction
Its heat like an earthquake
In complete eruption,
Be still, don’t move
Don’t ask, don’t tell
This secret place is your life
Your own private hell,
We all have this room
Way deep down inside
The room of no boundaries
Were we stoop and hide?
Where good battles evil
And darkness meets light
The room down inside
With a never ending fight,
The room that locks the world out
And we are locked within
The room of rot and soot
The room of filthy sin,
We run from the thoughts, but they catch us
Submit, submit, complete!
The thoughts that tell us
It’s okay to lie and cheat,
Peace be with me
Is what we often pray
Suddenly we’re released
To face another day,
As the day approaches an end
All is good and well
Again we toss, turn, and twist
As the doors opens, to our life of secret hell,
The room of torment and torture
The one you molded and created
The one of unforgiveness
All hung up and decorated,
Stop, release, now breath
When will this nightmare end?
The battle you fight is self inflicted
The battle began within.
By; Terronica Thomas Wisu