oh, i sit...how i sit

Oh, I sit and stare at you Like sun that shines through glass Deeply as I gaze into A portrait of my past How I sit in violent doom And for your voice I listen Sit inside this silent room Consumed within this prison Oh, I sit within these walls Closing in on me As I close in on the calls Of haunted memory How I sit so petrified And hopelessly condemned Sit beside my heart that died My last and only friend Oh, I sit alone and cold No windows in this room Less the window of my soul Whose only view is gloom