Creaking floors are worn from restless feet
Cobwebs crouch in corners unswept
Weather-beaten windows dust sparkles light
Furniture somewhere out of sight
Broken too, hidden from view
Patterned wallpaper once of flowers abloom
Tatter and torn pieces strewn upon the floor
This place lacks vibrancy
Horror story's deep in its core
Slight shimmer of sunbeams
House seeks the warmth of daylight
It can no longer feel
Once beauty now a foreign place
Inner sanctum gone in sorrow wake