I wear my loneliness like a broken shell
Bitter taste of sorrow
The room smells of tears
Lost in a past that will not be gone
From my mind
Youthful glee and joy abound
In those days of you and me
The days before the storm
Took you away
The light has faded
Wretched dark, hateful cold
I am afraid
Of the broken pieces
Long days, longer nights
Spill out to a future
Unknown and terrible
And full of shame