Interview with Forsakken


The abandoned house
Once brought forth life,
Now only darkness lingers.
Windows stare out blankly,
Holding in memories,
Which bring back sorrows,
Of what was once,
But no more:
Just now waiting for decay.

Accused of a haunting,
No one goes near.
The appearance of the outside:
People run with fear,
Accept for me:
I relate to the sorrows,
I feel the pain.
I go inside,
Never coming out.

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