THE STRANGE ROOM

I live in a room
half-bright, half-dark

Here I may live,
forever.

The light in the room
wrestles with
the dark in the room.

Each seeks dominance,
dominance to dominate
my moribund life ...

I wish both gone,
but I am terrified;

For how is it going to be like--
to live in a room
without light, without dark.