A Haunting

Slanted walls

Creaking floors

Creatures reflect in

Mirrors once more

Breathy sounds

Dark corners glow

Fear lurks around

Shadows moving slow

Footsteps on stairs

Attic windows creak

Spirits go in and out

Creating fear they seek

Cold wind blows

All windows closed

Spirits which haunt

Can’t be disposed

Darkness approaches

Townsfolk fear

This time of day

Frightening things appear

Entire town

Haunted at night

Age old graveyard

Spook’s delight

For it was here

A hundred years past

Deed was done

Evil forever to last

With anymore

I cannot cope

Crazy I‘’ve gone

Give me a rope