#WritcoPoemChallenge

Lost in time,
Weaved with memories,

It was but an old house

That is what it was, and what it always will be.

But seeing the ceiling caved in, walls covered in moss and windows broken by the howling wind and freezing bit that came with it.

Why was this so hard?

He wasn't even meant to be there,

Staring at the dust covers steps, the...