The House

A taken photograph Black and gray it's all faded out Burned to a crisp in this house The stairs creaked just a touch All this sadness is just too much A bedroom towards the left Purple sheets on that bed Floors are half gone In this house what went wrong? It's hard to understand a place A place you never seen Until you know it's dreadful history Brings you down to wondering Why this house is falling I move into a closet without a door People say it's not a good place I walk in to a cool breeze Goosebumps cover my body I give a slight cry I hear a horrible noise I jump to excitement What could that be? I walk in the closet a bit more Wondering if there's a floor I take a step and I fall Upon this huge pile What could this mean? I see a red dress In perfect condition I pick it up And say I remember --- in that photograph lies a girl in a red dress, her spirit flies around. This was that house ---