Nice poem. Portrays a state, of being smothered by ones agony.

Oh nice. It's very good Hun

I like the way you carried "My boxed up room, within my heart along" to the end. An artistic form of writing. May your pen never runs out of ink!

"Its where my fears resides"
its--it's
Change fears resides to 'fear resides' or 'fears reside'

I like the repeating lines throughout the poem. The message itself is dark. The room can be your mind, trapped there, with no power to fight. Really well-written!

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