My past is full of poisons, precious
my heart, a home for horrors past
Once, these devils near overcame me
Gladly, that moment didn't last
But as you wander in those corridors
in those chambers of my heart
Beware of shadow creatures
and from lamplight, never part
I have chained them in these inky places
and once in every while, dear,
for you, those Ghostly claws may reach
Still though, as I said,
with me close by to guard you,
there is nothing real to dread
and with this warning comes a question,
a hope, a siren call
are you brave enough to love me,
full of darkness, demons, and all?
My Haunted House by Dakota Farley
