The Panic room II

The panic room was empty,
With nothing in it except for a book shelf.
The window overlooked a backyard lawn,
Where kids from the neighborhood played hopscotch.
There wasn’t much to do in the room I presume,
Until I noticed you.
Your smiling eyes glimmered cerulean-blue,
I would have cheated and lied and sinned for you -
Cause you made me giggle in my sleep at night
Aware of my misery and dread at daylight -
I craved for you.
However, I did not leave the panic room
I painted it all in cerulean-blue,
I bought a canvas of God Pan playing his flute
And hanged it on the wall.
In spite of all that anguish and ache
The torment and pain
Love led to something…
It led to this.