Haunted !

Its all very dark and damp,
and filled with uncertainty,
one more step on the ramp,
and there is no guaranty.

A poignant gloom in the stagnant air
of monotone and solitude
reveals how melancholy and despair
have a rule of absolute.

Its haunted, of that, I am sure.
But I can not run, I can not hide,
for, for destiny there is no cure.
I'm walking through a haunted life.