You lock yourself in a room
Strolling down a winding realm
Your mind is drifting
From now to then
when you were just a babe
someone comes knocking
Unlocks the unstable door
And things starts creeping. The haunting
the boss, the bills , a crying child
and trailing tears follow
And you cry out “ enough!
the room is full.
how time passes...
ReplyDeleteWOW
ReplyDeleteSo that's life seen in a room
Astonishing view
Great one MArcia!
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