The House in the Woods

[PrttyBrd]

Tattered and torn the curtains sway in the windThe old boards moan and creak, cobwebs with forgotten mealsImages of times long past, with fresh paint and lovingly cared forHow beautiful it was, way back whenNow, it's pain so evident that it saddens onlookersThe potential for greatness still lingers in the woodIn the cracked and broken windows of the old abandoned house, I see myself reflected