I walk alone in the hallways
Of this empty house
A cold feeling follows me
And with it I play cat and mouse
I search through the dust and the cobwebs
I look so very hard
For sunlight among the frigid shadows
For happy memories in this graveyard
Each room is like a gravestone
A R.I.P. to all the good years
This house is a cemetery of happiness and joy
Now it holds only pain and tears
YOU ARE READING
i tried, but look where that got me
Poetryi tried and failed, but i am still happy. i tried and succeeded, but look where that got me. xxx This is a series of poems I have collected and written over the years. I hope you like them; sorry if they're crap. Toodles! ~Stickers
