Silently Leaving the Room

silently leaving the roomgathering your thoughts from the floorhopefully no one will hear yousilently closing the doordown the long stairs to the hallout to the streets where you'll findrumored accounts and hearsaywas it me who acted that wayis it you who should stay

I don't recall ever acting that waywas it you who should've stayedthe truth was deceivingwhen the hosts of the eveningfound the ghost that was bleedingdrops of blood from the ceilingsomeone was laughing, we all prayed for a favorthat the ghost would entertain us with some songs and some notesbut by the ? blood covered all the wood floorsopened all of the windows and all of the doorsbroke all of the bottles on streets down belowsome blood was frozenblessed by wounded lovewhen the ice skates came on the girls finally sang songsto the tunes of the laughterwhile silently leaving the room