Misty Johnson

Room 202 - Poem by Misty Johnson

Life beyond these cement walls seems like a dream to me
But a reality to some
No talking
No breathing
No sleeping
No fun
Strict rules, no freedom
Is reallity for me
But a nightmare for some
Sit no standing
Quiet no talking
A heart beat is all you can here
White walls surround me
No whispers disurbers
The quiet in room 202

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 2, 2009

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