white room – TB

14 Apr

Blinded by the light
In the white room.
Have I come to the right room?
Egg white on my face.
Dog bite on my ankle.
Gang fight, knife fight,
waiting for the white knight.
They told me this was the bright room,
The right room for me.
Instead I’m fighting to survive.

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