Stranger in these walls

These sounds are strange
Not the normal creaks and moans
But mechanical things
Whirrs and groans of a different house
I sit awake listening to these sounds
Angry
These walls don't want me here

The chairs shift
The carpets writhe beneath my feet
Even the air rebels to freeze me out
Pushing me from this room
The darkness deepens
These walls don't want me here
The lights
Once friendly has grown harsh
My eyes burn with heat
The redness comes with the morning
Given I survive this sensory thrashing
The pain strengthens
These walls don't want me here

Upstairs someone tosses and turns
Disturbed by my presence
Sensing the distress of this house
The bed creaks beneath them
And I beneath even that hear its cry
'Wake up! Wake up!'
There's a stranger in this house
These walls don't want me here