I can't seem to find anything
in these kitchen cupboards.
I could've sworn
I reorganized them yesterday
when I washed the dishes
but now the sink's a mess
too.
No matter what I do,
it always returns to this...
maybe I have a poltergeist,
because the idea of a shadowy figure
makes more sense to me
than the truth.
A tornado came through town,
not too long ago
and I had to remodel the whole house.
I took a step back
and admired my painstaking work,
I was proud of what I had achieved.
I never cleaned out the attic though,
that's where the ghosts reside
and anytime I would get too close,
darkness loomed over me.
I just wanted to increase the property value,
maybe sell it off to someone new
but the market
isn't too good these daya
and no one wants a fixed up house
that's gone through a natural disaster,
isn't that funny?
Even the damage that occurs naturally
makes people run and hide
and ignore my house
even as a possibility.
I'm not afraid of the ghosts anymore,
I entered my attic as a last resort
to try to wipe it clean.
But as the dust settled
and I accepted the darkness
within these walls,
it seems I didn't want to leave
after all.
I realized that everything in the house
is exactly how it should be
and even though I can't scrub everything away,
it all has a place here...
and so do I.
