poem trapped

[kyle]

Here i sit in a dark and and cold room
nothing but silence the stillness of the room just the faint rustling of the wind outside.
the sound of the clock chiming and fading into the distance silence
and stillness returning to the room,
still i sit in this cold dark and lonely room feeling sad and all alone
feeling i am fighting a ghost that only comes to my room nobody can see him only me
reminding me why he came
i can see him he haunts me when i am alone still he sits with me my heart floods like a never ending river the chill in the winter night the feeling of
sadness comes upon my heart the pain ever lasting never fading in in the in the never ending pain
but i can still feel him sitting in the room screaming but no one can hear him only me why does
he torture me and leave me such heart ach i just wish he would show him self so i can set him free