Her

Alone she sits in a windowless room
and thinking of nothing, but her doom.
She stares into space on a
wooden chair, broken of back and gray of hair.
The more she thinks the more she dies, along
with that horrible look in her eyes.
“I shall die in this room,
and in this chair alone forever,
because no one cares." "Do you know who
I am, do you know who am I?" "I am the night,
I am the night's sky." "I am the death within
this room, I am my own impending doom."