Forgotten Dreams

A mansion of forgotten dreams Left on the porch Strewn across the parlor Dripping down the stairwell Like lies upon a window That never opens up its heart Voices in the corridors Demons in the attic Cold depression in the cellar A lamp that won’t start The smell of death In every room A stench I cannot manage But endure because I must There’s nothing here but loneliness And a tattooed tear I fear that this living Never meant to last As I stare upon the winter Of my life I realize I have died Never went to heaven Never went to hell I am here until the end of time