Room 6 Poem by Dakota Ellerton

The keys of this piano,
so black and white.
So simple, but beautiful.
The night sky,
so dark and mysterious,
the moon rises.
What do you want from me?
What do you need?
I know you too well,
to not notice your mask.
If anyone were in so much pain...
It'd be you.
The cold lonely nights,
the harshest of nights,
I have given you.
I pray your forgiveness,
for the mischeif I've caused.
Here the whispers I tell you now,
I'm sorry...
I love you..
If anyone knows me,
it'd be you.
Every inch, every secret.
No, not EVERY secret,
you know that.
We can no longer talk,
you and I.
Not of such things,
my heart would stop,
to hear that name breathe between your lips.
Don't think of saying it around me.
A spider caught in it's own web,
so shameful.
Would this spider take its own life now?
Is a life that easy to eliminate?
Probably.
Patients I've met seem to think so.
The scars an inch wide on their arms,
walking around in a blue gown.
I don't belong here, right?
I want to be the spider.
Not some caged animal without reason.
People pressing their noses against the glass to stare at me.
'Suicidal spider, failed attempt 66'.
What is this disgracful display?
Rain begins to hit the pebbles.
Within seconds I feel like I've been swimming.
Everything is gone now,
there isn't much left to go on for.
It's just that one sided.
A few steps and I can't move.
My ears are ringing,
I will raise my hands,
and bring the next hit in life.
The horns sharp pierce,
makes me cringe.
I see the lights,
a few feet away.
My body as frozen as ice,
this is it.
I'm not giving up.