My Room

Outside the pouring rain and the blowing wind
As the trees back and ford they swing
The nonstop rain continues to fall
and now some trees no longer stand tall
As the storming thunder upon this earth it falls
I’m in my room trapped inside this four walls

The sun no longer shines
Wishing that time I could rewind
With nothing to do and no place to go
Here in my room in the freezing cold
I look at the clock and it’s almost nine
Nothing seems to be fine
I turn on the computer
And read some poem’s rhyme
Because for the rain to end I see no sign

This room is so empty
My echoing thoughts I can hear in this void
I stare at the wall
My picture frame seems like it’s going to fall
Alone I remain
My shadow my only friend
That I’m in a better place
Sometimes I like to pretend
Surrounded by four white walls
The door locked shut
The windows so transparent
But only dark light I see

I avoid the white empty walls
As I stare at the sunset
The one I painted on my only colored wall
The palm trees and the sky so bright
But only thunder, rain and emptiness, is in sight
Still inside my room I remain
Warmed only by pain
Suffocating in this four walls of sorrow
I’m just wishing to see a better tomorrow

Today is the tomorrow that I wished
Only to see the same as yesterday
The walls remained white
The light got darker
The door is still locked
And the clock now says, “running out of time.”
It no longer points at nine
The poems I read my life I dread
My friend forever gone
My shadow no longer by my side
My wish to see a better tomorrow never mattered
As I look at the floor
I see my picture frame shattered

March(2005)