dark hall

I’m alone in deserted house
A room full of nothing, just echoes of a soul.
Shadows in the darkness, feelings of dread
No warmth around me, cold thoughts in control.

Pulse pounding terror flowing from my heart,
Tear streaked trepidation cold shaking hands.
Senses reeling seeking to light the space
Trusting nothing, no one understands.

No use in screaming – I’m here all alone
Facing walls of terror slashing at the air.
A dream played in darkened room
I’m betrothed to aceless solitaire.

-Clarence Holm

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