ROOM WHERE THE LIGHTS DOESN’T REACH

 

darkened and conspicuous 

time gallops, fate suspicious 

here I am, relapsed in my solitude 

I detest multitude 

room where the light doesn’t reach

that’s where my solace preach 

let me rest, let me be 

it isn’t much, it’s my will 

the light outside is overwhelming 

danger lurks, my guts telling

daylight blurs, memory fades 

spasm hits, pains regenerates 

darkness… my crony 

restitution wagged tails off in pony 

I will dwell here for a long time 

I’m in my prime, let my bell chime 

@talk2leigh

(X & insta)

2:44pm

8 Sept 2026