Everything is exactly how I left it

The glass of water, the messy pile of change

Undisturbed, as if nothing even happened

If they knew why, what is it that they would say?

In that moment I suddenly realized

The only one living, breathing, it was me

And the only sound in this entire house

Was the faucet rhythmically dripping, dripping

The emptiness of this old place

Drains the color out from my face

I remember when it was alive

But it seems like that time has passed by