I am huddled in the corner
of one room
the one room with the fire
in this four bedroom house
alone now with only my thoughts
they are my only company
my only friend
At first there were four souls
occupying this space
companions
sharing no religion or race.
good times where had
until it went bad
gloom descended on the place
Friendships turned sour
hate flowed by the hour
as those friends ripped
each other apart
no need to pretend
it all had to end
before the sickness
around them
took
prime cuts
from the heart.
here I am
alone
huddled in the corner of one room
the one room without blood
waiting
I am waiting
waiting for some one
to take me away from this town
it is dragging me
down.
down
down.
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