Sit and Stare

As I sit all alone On the bed in my room I stare at the clothes I have yet to exhume I begin to believe There is no one for me So I sit and I stare And still no one is there Hear a cry down the hall Of a baby long gone And the hole in my soul Seems to stretch on and on. I begin to believe This is all I should be So I sit and I stare But still no one is there The lies and the pain Are still here every day I scream and I cry But no tears remain They dried long ago And no more seem to come So I sit and I stare And still no one is there Even me.