Rooms

Let those who see fit dwell in empty rooms Enveloped by darkness, not understood Drenched in self-pity that loudly consumes A world they've chosen, I care not nor would As though their pains run deeper or longer A blackened hood of loneliness to wear Invisible disguise, to seem stronger This fatal thought of illusion, life cares First and last breath are both silent givens The world between is but a changing choice Decisions decided, never forgiven When the heart and head speak with separate voice Lonely the rooms filled with cries from hearts lyre A song of sorrow and anguished desire 4/17/14