27

I stand alone in the streetlights,
with no angels to guide me away,
and I don't know which way to turn now,
so I guess it's here I'll stay.

You deserted me under the stars
now all of our dreams have been shattered,
I sometimes see you floating around,
acting like none of it mattered.

I don't know why I linger here,
staring into your house through the glass,
only a door keeps me from searching,
but I knock but the tension doesn't pass.

It seems like you take long to answer,
and my eyes open wide when I see,
"Oh yes my friend, don't look so surprised!"
You say, "It really is 'little old' me!"

I came here to have a long chat,
about how you left me and why,
Don't think you're getting off lightly,
Oh why did you have to die.

My rabid mind makes me grab some rope,
and roughly tie you to a chair,
We were going to be such companions!
Don't scream now, Don't you DARE.

My eyelids twitch and I shudder,
as I spash petrol over a hatch,
I smile and I strike with my shaking hand
as I struggle to light the match.

A nervous giggle escapes from my lungs,
as I descend ino a state of craze,
Soon enough things start to catch fire,
and then begins the full blaze.

You scream, you beg and you cry.
I chuckle, "Why, Don't I deserve this?"
The ground cackles and collapses,
as we tumble into the abyss.

You can't torment me any more,
These flames will shatter your memory,
I'm free of the demon inside my head,
wherever in hell I may be.

Old belongings burn around me,
and I refuse to struggle to escape.
I know you'll follow me out if I leave,
so I cover my screams with some tape.

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The papers emerge the next morning,
a body has been found,
and it definitely was not an accident,
that the Haunted House burnt to the ground...