• Dark and cold,
    the empty room echoes.
    The babies loud cries for help,
    are the only ones heard,
    in the cold blind night.
    There's screams to the shadow,
    that silently looms around the house.
    The stranger sneaks,
    his way back into the crowded room.
    Never will it be a house,
    uncomplete it lies alone.
    The drunk who was to love her,
    spent his days argueing.
    She lives on eerie streets,
    trying to find a home.
    A couple whose in love,
    to care,
    to hope,
    to inspire,
    and believe in her.
    To put her mmind at ease.
    Alone now she waits,
    hoping to find it one day.
    But now all she does is wait,