A Silent Room & Denial In Its Midst

Writing words for the ones I've lost,

Still believing that they're with me,

Not wanting to accept the fact,

That they left,

And took my heart with them.

Sitting in the silent room,

Wishing there was someone there with me,

Even if just to talk to;

But apparently,

I've worn out my welcome,

And now I'm realizing how quite it is all alone,

Wishing that they hadn't left me.

- Michael Hall