# The Castle

Author: Ari Raccoon
Tags: Horror, Mystery, Rhyme, Sad, scary

#5 of Literature

My attempt at a sad and eerie feel. How'd I do?

 **_The summer breeze blows cooler_**

**_The heated days she's known  
Tumble slowly to the past  
As she remains alone  
  
She ponders as she freezes  
Her limbs are growing numb  
The silent games that steal her time  
As she waits for death to come  
  
Her mind is ever dormant  
Her feelings put to rest  
She scolds herself for finding  
Small rays of hope well from her chest  
  
She'd built herself a castle  
The walls formed upon love  
The rooms were made with trusting words  
As the roof hovered above  
  
She lived inside this castle  
Nestled safely in its walls  
The warmth of joy surrounding her  
But soon, her home would fall  
  
Her happiness was taken  
The earth began to rumble  
She stood aside and watched in tears  
As the castle began to crumble  
  
She has no home of happiness  
No castle in the sky  
The misery tugs at her soul  
Willing her to die  
  
She sat slowly down in silence  
As her soul was swept away  
The pile of her former home  
Decaying where it lay  
  
So if ever you feel lonely  
Or your heart is filled with fright  
If you close your eyes and listen  
You may hear her cry at night_**

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