Haunted - Priscilla Hernandez

My crumbling walls groan and complain

The ivory gleam is now turned to grey

No steps on my dusty floors

No one sleeps in the musty bed

I feel alone and desolate

Deprived of the splendour of the elder days

My baleful halls… an ode to decay

The piano still plays itself

That off-key melody

That makes the shadows dance and boil

In that frantic ball

Shelter of the nameless gods and ghostly shades

The wild moan of wind warns I shall not be dwelt in…

…in the starless… dismal nights…

… I am… haunted

The garden grows wild

The ivy crawled and hid all the gates

And pallid blooms of rancid scent

Took place when roses withered away

The abyss of nightmare lurks in each hole

And things unseen behind every door

But I cannot help but miss

The laughter of children

Oh come again… cross the fence… to play with me

(Hide and seek)

All the yearning sins and secrets I may keep

Still invoke and build that hideous fantasy

Ah everyone knows… I am… haunted

And centuries run…

This rotten core will never fall down

Laid my foundations deep in the ground

Defiant and silent I shall await…

While everyone says…

I am… haunted