If These Walls Could Talk They'D Tell Me We'Re Related

Im in this place
Where I cant make a sound
because
Im surrounded
By all these things I hate
A place that clouds my mind
in its attempts to make me safe
and
Taints my heart with malice
Just incase I try to esacpe
A place where I fear moving my pallet
because
I dont want to inhale the taste
Theres never warmness its
A cold place
I hate how me and this place share so many traits
Because
Like me it has many compartments
Shrowded in darkness
I hate these place
I CANT ESCAPE MY APARTMENT
Saturday, February 2, 2008
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