Plutonium Waste The Room Is Breathing

I woke in the dark
With the light still on

No door in the corner
No memory gone

The air had a pulse
The floor had a vein

And somewhere behind me
It whispered my name

The room is breathing

The walls are listening

My hands are shaking

The wires are glistening

I count every shadow

They count me back

I follow the silence

It follows my track

Don’t wake up

Don’t open your eyes

Don’t wake up

The room knows why

Something under my skin
Starts moving in time

Something inside the walls
Is learning my mind

The room is breathing

The room is breathing

The walls are listening

They know my name

I run through the hallway

The hallway turns back

I reach for the exit

The exit turns black

If I wake up
It wakes up too

If I breathe out
It breathes through you

Don’t wake up

Don’t open your eyes

The room is breathing

Behind your mind

Don’t wake up

Don’t open your eyes

The walls are listening

You are inside

The room is breathing

Do not move

Do not wake

It breathes in you