LOST IN TIME

 

 

 

Once regal.

Once opulent.

Dancing in the moonlight.

Beneath crystal chandeliers.

Now crumbling.

Soon to be dust.

Moments lost in time.

Never heard from again.

A place of desolation.

Stairs leading to nowhere.

For no one.

TIME HAS LEFT BEHIND

 

 

Let’s walk the halls once more.

Give new life to the building.

Time to open the blinds.

Clean out the cobwebs.

Footsteps will ring on the stairs.

Echoes will sail through the rooms.

Laughter will light up the rooms

That time has left behind.

DEADLY GAME

 

 

The stairs lead us to the basement.

Circular saws rotate above our heads.

Traps with pointy edges dangle close.

The door locks behinds us.

Water reaches our ankles.

Three doors appear on the opposite wall.

Will we make it across the water?

Will we ever see the light of day?

The house is winning the deadly game.

THE DEAD GAME

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THE LONE ECHO

 

 

THE STAIRCASE

 

I close my eyes to sleep,

and what do I see?

The stairs from my

elementary school.

I  hear children’s voices

as they dash to their classes.

I hear their shouts

as they run to the basement for lunch.

I can’t see their faces

but only hear their voices.

All I can see is the empty staircase,

the lone echo of my childhood.

IT’S BEGUN

 

tunnel

 

The staircase gives way.
Linda slides into its deadly grasp.
A tunnel envelopes her.
Hands reach out for her.

Will I reach the bottom?
Is there even a bottom to this madness?
Who lives beneath End House?
Will I become one of them?

Into the unyielding darkness 
Comes the cry, “Stop!”
Linda looks up to find Todd and Shana,
Clinging to the rocky walls.

The staircase reappears.
They climb to the front door.
Linda pulls on the handle.
It won’t budge.

“Open!” echoes in the hallway.
At Todd’s command,
The door opens for them.
The house pushes them out,
Slamming the door behind them.

Too terrified to glance back at Todd,
Linda races ahead to the car.
I can’t believe I was actually
Falling for him.

Linda’s problems have just begun.

THE DEAD GAME

ECHO

THE STAIRCASE
I close my eyes to sleep,
and what do I see?
The staircase from my past.
The stairs from my
elementary school.
I can hear children’s voices
as they run up the stairs to classes.
I can hear their shouts
as they run down to the basement...

 

THE STAIRCASE

I close my eyes to sleep,

and what do I see?

The staircase from my past.

The stairs from my

elementary school.

I can hear voices

as the children run up the stairs.

to their classes.

I can hear their shouts

as they run down

to the basement for lunch.

I can’t see their faces.

I only hear their voices.

All I can see is the empty staircase.

The lone echo of my childhood.