The Room Poem by Noah Arkley

The Room



There is a room as dark as night
The thought of it makes me shiver with fright
Its' captives suffer without a doubt
For no one has ever gotten out
Not many know what happens in there
It's more than some people can bear
I know that it's as uncomfortable as a rock
And as hard to break as a lock
The people in there are criminals
Their life is quite miserable
Sometimes I feel bad for them
The way in which they are condemned
They moan and groan and weep for help
Sometimes I even hear them yelp
There is a room as dark as night
The thought of it, makes me shiver with fright

Saturday, April 1, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: dark,sometimes
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