WITHIN THESE WALLS

I feel your presence in each room
As if these walls could to me speak.
Your memory lingers within these walls
That seem to not want me to leave.

Your picture sits upon the mantle
And on your pillow at night I sleep.
I seem to feel you everywhere And wonder if these walls have eyes.
I feel a prisoner entrapped within
For from these walls I find no out.
So each passing day, in here remain,
Within these walls that hold your memory.