Echoes of a Haunted Room

In the shadow of our quiet pain,

Each echo whispers just your name,

A room where love was just a game,

Decayed memories, a heart to blame.

That hallway leads me back to you,

Where sunlight flickered, felt so true,

But the laughter masked a darker hue,

A puppet in love’s twisted view.

The door swings wide, I stand outside,

Afraid to let the past collide,

Through broken dreams, my heart has cried,

A bitter tale, our love's a lie.

In the lobby, I’m lost and alone,

Haunted by shadows that have grown,

Memories carved in silent stone,

In that hotel, I’ll never feel home.

The breakfast smiles were coated thin,

A false embrace, where did we begin?

Every sip, a reminder of sin,

You held my heart, a vice-like grin.

You said you'd wait, but where were you?

Behind the charm, the darkest view,

So many lies, I wished it true,

But I was just a passing muse.

The elevator calls, my heart beats fast,

Afraid of memories that might outlast,

Still trapped in moments, never passed,

A ghostly echo of love aghast.

In the lobby, I’m lost and alone,

Haunted by shadows that have grown,

Memories carved in silent stone,

In that hotel, I’ll never feel home.

So now I walk on hollow ground,

Where every smile is tightly bound,

I’ll break these chains, I’ll make my sound,

From haunted past, I’ll turn around.