No Longer A Home

5 floors up, an old elevator
She walks out and is so near
To the one she misses so
In a memory so clear

Walking closer to the door
She read aloud 5H
This is what she's waited for
To be here at this place

She goes to knock, stops suddenly
Decides it too much to be seen
Invisible, she walks right in
Through the door like in a dream

At her feet are checkered tiles
And a piano left untouched
Empty frames, which once were her
Are now void, covered in dust

She's standing wet from all the tears
Inside the living room
Filled with thoughts and memories
That stay too long and come too soon

So walking out on memories
She walks through the hall
Into her fathers bedroom
Dragging fingers on the wall

The bedroom was once messy
But now it is so clean
The walls are stripped of photographs
Inside this past tense scene

So once again she walks away
There's one more room she needs to see
Her old bedroom, she loved so
Filled with many memories

She holds her breath and turns the knob
Becomes enclosed by gray
The dust, the scent, its so untouched
Her room has just been stored away

Out of sight, away from thought
All memories of her erased
Shoved in boxes, put far off
So that his grief cannot escape

And that is when she realized
This no longer is her home
And even though she misses him
He's doing fine alone...