The Room

THE ROOM:          (4)

                             In a room so white and cold:
                             The painful cry a tortured soul:
                             Is he brave, and is he bold:
                             For me to walk my only goal.

                             I should have died that fateful night:
                             The crash, the noise, the death inside:
                             Now look at me an awefull sight:
                             No place left for me to hide.

                             Should I end it all right now:
                             Set this shattered body free:
                             would you help me, tell me how:
                             Or do I live as meant to be.

                             In  room so white and cold:
                             Will this boy become a man:
                             So many stories yet untold:
                             Or shall death take his hand.

                             In a room so white and cold
                             Is he brave and is he bold.