This Old House

I am convinced my new apartment is haunted!

I will live in this old house
as long as the ghosts let me.
The day I moved in they greeted me,
However calmly, without rattled chains,
In barely noticed passing mirror reflections,
Subtly looking at me as I passed by.

I will live in this old house
as long as the ghosts let me.

One late night in hot August,
Little footfalls, echoes in the dark
Destroyed my slumber.

I will live in this old house
as long as the ghosts let me.

Holographic and barely visible,
On the other side of a veil,
Unliving but not quite gone,
Searching and watching,
Eternal vigilant company.

I will live in this old house
As long as the ghosts let me.