Isolated Home

My eyes are two smashed out windows
through my broken gaze I see
I stare at my hands and I wonder
what has happened to me
 
It's so cold when the wind comes whistling
through my house
my mind is in the attic
creeping around like a mouse
 
Dark cluttered, locked up
I can't get out
It's lonely
I'm alone in my house
 
My heart is in the basement
I don't dare and go down the stairs
the door's been closed for so long
there's something lurking down there
 
It's so quiet  
no one comes to my house