Home Alone

I checked the ads for properties
some cheap but with potential
then I chose the lonely one
had what I thought essential

While walking round I feel a vibe
like sets of eyes are staring
dismiss the thought that something’s wrong
continue my repairing

Old houses creak, they’re drafty too
one hears what isn’t there
don’t worry that the mirror stares back
mind tricks will always scare

Yet, as the days and dollars fly
upgrading this new dwelling
the shadows seem familiar now
vague noises are compelling

Until one day I felt it right
addressing my new tenants
asked who they were, and what they want
are all of you descendants?

Their laughter bellowed through the halls
at first it felt alarming
I pondered why they stayed around
I found their charms disarming

But soon the home was livable
and life became routine
but still they come to talk and haunt
not all is as it seems

So if you dare take tea with me
remember what I’ve said
my house is home and here I’ll stay
alive among the dead