#NeighborTales

I feel like I am in a labyrinth and trapped,
The clocks have stopped and time has overlapped.

Let me tell about the mystery next door,
Ever heard the whispers of the enticing folklores?

See the rooms and paths leading to something imaginary,
Cold as it seems, I could only feel my swelled capillaries.

Stairs to pleasure feel like heaven when you have a cult to devout,
Directions are messed up and...