Forgotten Domicile

I stand upon the moist earth.
Lifeless and dead.
My boots sink.
I am statue adorning despair.

Hesitant in the face of my destiny.
I approach it.
Each step alerts it to my presence
It stares at me with its cracked panes.

Familiarity Returns,
Contempt Renewed.
The Deafening silence is broken,
My presence has awakened it.

Clawing at its very foundation.
With a cynical smirk
The door slowly swings open.
welcoming me to enter its foreboding bowels.

I step upon the porch
The mahogany screams below my boots.
Each step familiar
De Ja Vu Strikes.

Pushing the door aside
I feel its pain.
The evil within is archaic,
It has taken up residence.

I stand in the door way.
The moon to my back
It casts my shadow within
Iluminating the seamless abyss.

I stop Dead.
My shadow upon the guttered interior
Ignites memories of a forgotten despair.
The House seizures.

I see my past, its still a blur
My future crystal.
There are no answers here only questions.
With my head bowed I turn around
Locking the door forever!.