Stories told by mouth; ones in which
you and I exchange in whispers to
prevent from awakening the ghosts
that endlessly roam the corridors.
Echoes of the past bounce off the
walls of every empty room- silently
traveling to our bare ears with an
immediate sense of urgency.
The chill in the atmosphere of this house
sends shivers down the spine.
All who trespass and wander the
lonely manor are bound to be trapped
by the lost souls who have died
long before their time.
YOU ARE READING
Within the Restless Mind: a book of poetry
Poetrya collection of poetry.. written by me.
