The Empty Room

My heart has become an empty room love has vanished and left me alone silence is haunting, memories consume the last look from you was chiseled in stone The walls of my room are painted in shadows they peel away when I think of you this focused illusion always narrows when I escape the reality that we are through There are no windows in my room no light is reflected on its walls only sadness of internal gloom where my heart's wormwood emotion crawls Days and nights are spent in solitary confinement separated from the love I've known I created this empty room for my atonement I'll live out my sentence in my empty room unknown