Lonely

The big house was still,

Almost empty

The stones were dead

And the pool turned to ice

And there was an evil moment

When all things seem to pause

The birds were silent

And the walls turned hallow

The house seem to grow bigger

And sounds echoed like thunder

A dreadful mist of loneliness seem to settle

And silently, the girl began to cry.

She didn’t stop

And with each escaping whimper

The house seemed to make it louder

The bed grew colder, the night darker

And with each passing, the cries louder

Finally the child fell asleep,

Only to wake alone once again