My Poetry.💀 The Quiet Haunting 🕯️

A silence falls where laughter died,
And shadows lengthen, side by side.
The wind, a thin and icy sheet,
Drags rattling leaves along the street.

The porch light flickers, weak and grey,
A candle struggling to hold back day.
Behind the glass, a vacant stare,
A reflection that was never there.

The floorboards creak, a heavy sigh,
From something old that won't pass by.
A draft that chills the very bone,
In rooms where others walk alone.

Hear the distant, tolling bell,
Announcing all is not quite well. 
The veil is thin, the whispers rise,
From restless souls beneath the skies.

Don't breathe too deep, don't look too far,
Beyond the fences, past the car.
For in the darkness, deep and vast,
The memories of pain hold fast.

This night they roam, they drift, they wait, 
And softly knock upon your gate.
So be aware of all those things
where all wolves howl and no bird sings.


Happy Halloween. Guys.