Spoiler
Hi there! I know, the title is a little strange and I can't seem to find a better one, nor one that will sound un-cliché. But, oh well! If anybody can think of a better one then please let me know!
In my house,
The walls are unstable,
There is no chatter,
Around the table.
The chairs do not hold us,
They are not strong,
The fire's not lighting,
The hallway is long.
In the emptiness,
Of this architecture,
Is broken promise,
A liar's lecture.
The windows, you cannot see,
From outside,
The cold, it lurks,
The portraits lie.
A falling ceiling,
A strong man's scream,
A young girl's nightmare,
A grown boy's dream.
The sick,
They get sicker,
As the meaner get mean,
A 'nothing is ever as it seems'.
A door slammed shut,
A garden bird's song,
A wish for the day,
That I will move on.
