Nobody's Home
By Elizabeta
Febuary 28, 2000
The lights are on but nobody's home
it's a silence like none I've ever known
where you once could hear laughter you now hear nothing at all
except the father cussing his son out through the door in the
hall
So many broken families living in a once happy place
Where there was once love there now lies empty space
I wish it would stop. I wish it would end.
I wish I could have my life back as it was again.
You can't go back. Only in your mind.
Maybe it's best though - you'd live in the past
and forsake your present time.
The house sits. What was once loved now sits forelorn...
where once lived a happy family, now lives a family torn.
The upstairs lights are on but nobody's home
when the air is silent, you can hear it moan
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