Dark lit room,
sad music on the radio,
trying to find anything
that'll help drawn out the pain
in this dark corner of loneliness.
Silent glances thrown my way,
quiet whispers make the rounds
of why I'm sitting in this room,
pity laced with every word
like I can't hear what they say.
Dark thoughts chasing through my mind
as I fight to hide it all,
never show a weakness,
never get torn to shreds
is what I remind myself again.
But that thing about your memories
and how they never leave you alone
is all to sadly true,
they're the ghosts that will follow you
every where you go.
