I’ve been alone at night to think where I went
hinged upon memories that never existed
and feelings I’ve never experienced
but the dark took me elsewhere beyond sight
pushing me deep into the fissure of my mind
a home is no place for fear
but that never stopped demons from entering
lurking far into the crevices and cracks
harboring where I lost myself
among the shadows and the dusted remains
of those no longer here
yet every evening, I wait in the dark
within the walls that reside my yearning heart
none to occupy the space of scratched tables
and chairs that sit idle, waiting for someone
that may no longer come