Creepy Inn


Ghostly moth trying to wiggle free
from the Carpenter’s needle.

Candles melting,
roses rotting in glass vases
covered in dust,
book’s tattered with yellowing page’s,
dusty forgotten displays of past
Victorian day’s.

Photo’s line the rotting wall’s,
wallpaper crumbling falling apart,
stairway winding up into the hallways,
rooms with creaking floorboards
and rotting furniture waiting for
visitor’s who never check-in.

Lonely creepy inn,
hasn’t had one visitor,
in all the centuries its been sitting in silence,
Welcoming anyone willing to come in.

“Welcome visitor, to the creepy inn.”

© By Amanda D Shelton

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