I close my eyes,
And rest my mind.
I'm trapped inside,
This white room.
Nothing Black.
Nothing Pink.
Nothing Orange.
Not even green.
I'm lying there
Alone in despair,
Waiting for Dawn to Break,
And Darkness to come.
Nothing to Gain.
Nothing to Lose.
Nothing to Fear.
Nothing to Do.
Watching the memories
Fade away,
Slowly, as each Memory
finds it's place.
Nothing to Recall.
Nothing to Relive.
Nothing to Remember.
Nothing to Reconsider.
Still lying there
Waiting for Darkness,
Longing to Hold it,
As I do.
Nothing to Wait for.
Nothing to Want.
Nothing to Hold.
Nothing to Love.
Each Memory
Found it's place,
But not your's,
Your's got Erased.
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