The room is filled with the darkest light,
a dampening bright
The light segregated from the air, like oil
Split horizontally, so your ears hear only
dark, and mouth chokes
Only on soot, and nose smells only must,
But your eyes
Water with the light on the upside down
mountains of ceiling.
And disorienting, and sweating, and
twitching and rubbing
At the feeling in your jaw, just below
your ears, of being
Uncomfortable. And the person looming
over you is bored.
He wants you out of here, gone, to be free to
continue his mistake of a life.
Words start to hit you from his mouth,
hard and fast.
He speaks and the feeling in your throat
"Please make sure to use a number
- Anonymous 10th grade