The Past-House, Chrysallis Haven [best novels for teenagers TXT] 📗
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The Past House
In the heart of nowhere
Upon a rotting hill
Rests a little past-house
In it where I dwell
The front porch took to sagging
The hinges rusted on the door
The paint is peeling in the hallway
The clock stopped at half past four
The fireplace is ashes
And the kitchen stove is cold
And the faintest hint of love been lost
Can’t out-stench the mold
The stairways creak and murmur
That’s where the night vermin meet
The picture glass all broken
The furniture draped in sheets
Our long forgotten passion
Rots away the bedroom walls
Moths have ate the bedclothes
When lust to us once called
My love had packed his bags
Long before he decided to leave
And with a suitcase in each hand
I remained alone to grieve
In the dining room you’ll find me
Underneath a broken chandelier
Slumped at the dusty dining table
But have finished shedding tears
At that creaky table I’ll be
Driven near mad by all the rain
One hand holds up my tired head
The other a bottle for the pain
And he isn’t coming back
But I’m not going anywhere
I’ve nothing to move on to
There’s no one for me there
If our past was a house
It’d have once been a dream
The bed made all up
The floors would be clean
We’d have no owls in the attic
No mice in the halls
The smell would be lovely
With fresh paint on the walls
We would wake with the sun
Keep the place happy and bright
And we’d fall under the blankets
To spend the rest of the night
I wouldn’t be sighing
My hair all undone
My face without makeup
Turning pale without the sun
Our past is a house
A poor run down mess
But I’m still living there
Rotting with the rest
Publication Date: 04-24-2010
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