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