In my Room long ago I sat so merry in my abode Loving hands around me I dreamt of such glorious days One day i would see I remember the day I left My room I closed the door behind me One quick look again Then walked away The room which would always remind me The glorious days I had dreamt I did merrily spent How little did I then know Life turns on a dime My room is now not as it was When I closed the door Behind me My room now is a prison But not how one would invision It is one of sorrow and grief Sadness burns into the bare walls I catch my breath And weep Why did thou'st doth betray? The room which once embraced me I ask with riddled heart Jagged and torn Which wicked riddles have I thus sought? I sit still I am now my room No dreams as once before I age before my open door In my room long ago I sat merrily in my loving abode Loving hands did hold me All gone My room and myself Now one Two thrust to be together Forever Alone
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