Room 101

Hopes and dreams he had
all that made a noble resistance
Noble because driven by the guts
Risks well-known, fear stuck to the bones
but chances are taken
when the future needs sacrifices
Nothing left of noble in the broken man
howling on the floor
In the face of pain there’s no heroes
Nothing left of brave in the dying man
bleeding on the floor
In the face of pain there’s no heroes
Rage is gone
Random beatings
Broken bones, broken soul
Condemned to rot in a cold cell
with strong light falling on his face
Staring at the door that could be opened anytime
day or night
Threatening isolation
Lost in confusion
Breathless, almost paralyzed
Guards laughing loud
Their white coats are turning red
It’s unreal, it’s madness
but he knows they will come back for more
more pain
Increase of pain
Sanity ends
into the room 101