Cold Room

White sheets, White walls, Cold room,

The clean floors shine back the bright lights

The window, dusty, and yet can hold the only happiness in reach

The view of the river constantly there

Cars bustled down below

The smell of the purell on my hands burns my nose

The pale face lay still in the covers

Silence filled the room

Just through the door you can hear millions of stories

You can feel the pain of others without even sharing a glimpse  

White sheets,

White walls,

Cold room