The Drastic End Result of Looking In the Wrong Direction

an empty house shaped like a broken heart a teardrop in the middle of the living room floor unkempt i am offensive i remain praying in vain waiting in vain once so full of life now so full of grief i let the rodents and the critters take over forgotten i now would rather be thinking of drowning myself in the deep black sea staying in vain hating in vain an empty house shaped like a broken heart a teardrop in the middle of the living room floor washed up i am excuse drenched and blame driven i remain paying while stained debating while dangerously unrefrained