Shadows - Dedication to lala jie.

I was alone in that "great" big room.
The lights before me, a vision blurred.
The window shutters fluttered in the air,
producing a sound that shook me twice.

The lamps outside stood gothicly still,
The glare of the lamps menacingly silent.
The cold, night's air so slow and crisp,
My screams, echoey, down the long dark streets.

Darkness abruptly broken, a door swinging wide.
Arms outstretched, she walked to me.
My guardian in pink, she came to me,
Rescued me from my pitiful disgrace.

A claustrophobic disorder amplified by darkness.