You Are A Survivor

This little room is black with no windowa just walls. All you can hear are the screaming and the voices that call. There is no sunlight in this little black room, but that is just the start of your gloom. The more screeching calls you start hearing the more chills you start feeling. This little black room has no table and chairs. Just be careful of the mirrors that stare. You might want to get used to that cold hard floor. This little black room will only stay black for a matter of time until it  turns red. The last thing you should fear are the monsters under your bed. You should fear this little black room for it is filled with evil and rotten to its core. Even though you have done it many times before, those pills will still seem hard to swallow. When you inject that needle you will still hollar. There is a way out but you wont find it if you keep having all these doubts. Time is short and flys by. It is time to put that medicine bottle down before you die. Now it is time to start looking up. It is time to start being tough. There is always a chance to make a change. There will be a day when you can thank God you made it through all this pain and thank him for letting you live another day. I know the strings may seem to get tighter but in the end just remember you are a survivor.