Red Light District

Such a red light.

A red room.

She even brought a broom.

I danced in pain

But it didn't matter.

Because the voices so kind

Came in waves.

So very very kind.

But it's cold.

I must go back. 

I have reason to melt

Yet they make me feel stupid for it.

I bit my pen

To prevent myself from screaming

From tearing my own hair apart.

I calmly hated them.

I quietly burned.