Dull Memory Room

The sun doesn't visit, The moon can't rise. Time passes, But it's impossible to tell. Shadows don't even hide. All that is here is forgotten. Be it emotions, Or memories. All that is here, Can't hope to be remembered. Left in this room, Are things that used to be Important. But sadly none of it Have hope of being remembered. Along with me. I'm just a memory, Possibly old feelings. While I wish I'd still be of use, The fact that I'm here, Means I'm useless. Like an old fear. Or a bad friend. I'm better off forgotten.