Break Down the Walls (Haunted Gothic Version)  by MissT

I walk through halls where shadows sing,
their whispers coil on phantom wings.
Your silence hangs, a spectral shroud,
a ghost that will not speak aloud.

The windows weep with misted breath,
the candles bow, then dream of death.
Your heart’s a chamber locked in stone,
a haunted house I can’t call home.

If love’s a fire, it hides its glow,
a lantern lost where night winds blow.
I chase its glimmer down the hall,
but find cold mirrors, cracks, and wall.

So break the chains, unseal the door,
or haunt me here forevermore.
For if your soul stays veiled in night,
my own will fade, erased from light.