The Dark Room


I keep my dreams in the box
away from the all familiar sun
I let them live with sanity unsought
like a relentless fugitive
The blade isn’t far
the knife uncut
but the beauty of the stars
leave my veins untouched
She lives far away
my resemblance of me
she lives in my happy days
and lets go when darkness comes to meet
What have I become
a ghost alone in time
this house has no sun
only stories of untold crimes

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