The bottom stair an eerie little place to be
Air so aged zest-less pungent smell
Flickering glow teasing the fragile eye
Ponder about how long it will last
Aghast to shiver and find a way out
Bewildered and ashamed for falling
Ghastly flails as wind wales
Basement stead phantasms all around
Frozen scared daunting angered sounds
Desperate to move to the light
Endless trance never will arise
Banishment, cease to wake up
Petrified jolts, panic stricken howl
Infinity, so it seems