My house is haunted by words left  unsaid
Forgotten deeds are buried with the dead
In the night
I hear voices speaking
Mumbling along the walls
Fear grips me
Holding on tightly

I can hear them now
My past regrets
They wash over me
As if consuming me without my approval
They dance along the walls
Laughing in the night

There is a chuckle going up the winding stairs
In the night
When I have laid my regrets to bed
And cast my doubts away

The ghosts of things left unsaid
Lears at me
Picking through my lies
The words no longer exist

They have been buried with the dead
Feelings of a forgotten tragedy
What do these words mean to me
They hold no meaning
They feel no hurt
And this is why they haunt me
In their unending curse

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