Haunted Echoes

In shadows cast by flickering light, A mansion stands, devoid of life. Yet echoes haunt each room and hall, A spectral dance, a ghostly call. A woman steps on creaking floors, A flashlight scans forgotten lore. She hears a lullaby unfold, A tale of sorrow, never told. The mirrors crack, reflections twist, As ghostly fingers form a fist. A chandelier in free-fall dive, Yet she escapes, remains alive. She sees a child, a ghostly hue, A life that was, a life she knew. A rocking horse, a cobwebbed room, Each echo sings a tale of doom. The moonlight casts her face in fear, As ghostly echoes disappear. Yet, in her eyes, the truth’s foreseen, The haunting's real, it's not a dream.