Four Lonely Walls

As I sit back and stare At the items on the chair I get the feeling of being closed in. So I take up my time With a verse or a rhyme As I scrabble for paper and pen. As I look around me For things to remind me Of all the phrases I recall, The only thing I find Are the pictures in my mind And the stillness of four lonely walls. Four lonely walls that keep closing in on me And make me want to be near you. Two lonely windows that gaze out on A world of broken hearts, One lonely TV that stares at me Blankly from the corner. We're all here and waiting Within these four lonely walls.