Everything had changed
There are rectangles on the wall where photos used to hang
The rooms are empty, devoid of the life that once filled them to the brim
Laughter flits past me, memories of time gone by
The absence of light causes darkness to reign
Even the house cannot hold itself together under the weight of sorrow and despair
a.p.
Oct 4, 2019
Oct 4, 2019 at 7:48 PM UTC
Everything had changed
There are rectangles on the wall where photos used to hang
The rooms are empty, devoid of the life that once filled them to the brim
Laughter flits past me, memories of time gone by
The absence of light causes darkness to reign
Even the house cannot hold itself together under the weight of sorrow and despair
a.p.