No Vancancy in the Hotel Forfeited

I was found in the fire next to so many others, I was beaten and maimed, now I am lifted and tamed. I have rescued what was left in the interrogation room. the light was fixed in my eyes and pulled away to reveal the silloueted figure. not the enemy, not my foe, but my saving grace, my great physician. It has been scaled to size right in front of my eyes, I blame noone for this act of arson, this act of treason. The pain fades and I have caught a glimpes of the lining, that eludes even the most enduring. Speak now or forever hold your place in line, forgive now or forever hold yourself responsible. There is no room in this place for the desperate cries of a person that has left for the obscure. No room in this place, no room in my arms.