The whir of the heater,
The glaring of the walls,
This room's closing in on me
quickly, so I fall.
I feel I must get out of here,
Diving out the door.
I'm losing my insanity,
Hurting to the core.
Out upon the cold wet ground
The crisp air stings my face.
This feeling's sinking in on me,
I'm falling out of place.
And now I'm feeling all alone.
Oh, someone help, I beg!
Dwelling in this human's shell,
I feel as if I'm dead.
