They all left,
Left me here to suffer,
Alone,
Empty,
Blank.

6 blank walls,
Blank,
Pale,
Listless. Every tick of the clock reminding me that the walls are
Blank,
Blank,
Blank. And the room is
Empty,
Empty,
Empty. Blank walls surround me,
Blank minds oppress me.
Staring through the window with heads so empty. At 9 PM they inject me with ether,
A tolerance for which I have yet to find.
But it makes no difference,
For the room is,
And always will be,
Empty,
Empty,
Empty.