The floorboards breathe, the shadows crawl, A whisper drips along the wall. Cold hands reach where none should be, Eyes of glass stare endlessly.
The mirror hums with broken light, It swallows faces in the night. A voice you know but cannot place, Laughs behind your fragile face.
The silence bends, the air turns thin, The house invites the dark within. Step too close, and you will find, The walls remember every mind.