-barks-
All houses wherein men have lived and died
Are haunted houses.
I start to salivate
As if I'm craving this dead soul
-ears perk up-
Feet make no sound upon the wooden floor .
I meet them at the doorways,on the stairs,through walls
Where they approach the living ones
-eyes focus-
The skies get darker
And their duties get busier
Swooping past me like if I'm non existent
My eyes start loosing focus
-sniffs air-
I waft the mists of the air,
spirits surrounding me
Floating through the atmosphere
-tail up
I stand still
The gravity seems to get thicker
I stare at the wall,ready to attack
But the weight seems to de drowning me
-cries-
They speak as one person
And I want to rest
But that's impossible
-sighs-
Each has left something undone
Each is here to complete a mission.
In which will not occur
No matter how hard they try