If you walked in room 144
Took in the windows and the door
Locked up your heart
And threw it way

It would be a reminiscence
Of me in that sense
There, gone, changed
My whole world rearranged

If you sat on my desk
And flirted with ghosts
Drank all the bottles
Commanded the toasts

You would feel empty
Though you had drunk plenty
In room one hundred and forty-four
Please, knock on the door

I won't answer, I never do
But in my heart I feel it to
I feel the oak and the thud
You open it, and see the blood

Of memories painted on the sky
To see the symbols and question why
One step, the evidence to destroy
One finger print, from a single boy

The one I loved, and told so much
Like all my days those felt rushed
Now I swim in thicker air
Finding nothing better there

Move on, they all said
Now they see, their words are red
Written in blood on the walls
For each word, someone falls

You could kiss me on my eyelid
You can, just as he would
You could kiss me on my forehead
He did, and now he is dead

That death drags down my heart
Through my stomach and tears it apart
Down to my feet so I can't run
It happened. It's over. It is done.

No one wins in this game of hearts
We all just become less than we were at the start
You play with bottles and bodies
Playing poker, dressed so scanty and gaudy

No one wins, you can't even fold
So strip your pride, do what you're told
Less that today, more than tomorrow
And drink yourself until you have no sorrow

You never remember, not in the morning
But the bottles speak of much mourning
Sad, salty tears, run through your veins
Reaching your head, racking your brain

You kiss the mouth of the glass
Hoping to make the nightmares pass
You wish today into the past
Nothing to keep, nothing to last

Room 144, my memories coffin
In my mind, I travel their often
To remember, the sights and sound
To dance my memories into the ground

My home and my cage
Trapped here in jealous rage
Quiet I sit, and quiet I stay
Until you find me, one day