Lurking In The Corner

lurking in the corner
can be as devastating
as being so alone
in a very dark room

a self-inflicted sickness
a choice
a coffin that one makes
measured to the size
of his own body

the hand must know
how to open the door
and the eyes must learn
the innate beauty of its sight
as the heart
must sing even in the middle
of an overwhelming sorrow

petrification of a soul
devastation of the mind
the rotting of a very young body
why should it be so voluntary?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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