"Short Road to Nowhere"
This room has never been so empty--
The fan turns the air around
As the solemnest piano notes fill the room--
My words and I are dead--
Trying to find life
In the emptyness that fills my heart.

There's one dying lamp
In the corner of the room,
Lighting my way through these words--
Flickering guidance through the shadows--
I trip so much along the way,
And I still haven't found what I'm looking for.

Hopeless words are all I seem to tell--
Words of lost love and lost friendship--
Words that vainly try to make sense.
It's a short road to nowhere,
Yet it's easy to lose your way home--
But maybe I'll find what I'm looking for--

Along the way.

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