My mind's a room with broken light,
Shadows thick, no warmth in sight.
Walls once painted bright and clear
Now fade to gray, year by year.
Windows fogged, the view withdrawn,
Each breath feels dim, each step a yawn.
A cluttered space I can't unpack,
Every thought a weight, every path fades black.
I search for doors that once were there,
But find only echoes in stale air.
Trapped inside this quiet place,
Longing to leave, to find some grace.
But for now, I sit and wait,
Lost in the maze my mind creates—
Hoping one day light will spill,
And color these walls quiet and still.
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