Haunted HouseA Poem by Alexa TaschI want my house to look all creepy and haunted looking when I grow upBookshelves
cluttered with collections of stories Cobwebs lace the
stairs Skulls are
sleeping in the windows Ravens eating my
dreams What does cold
feel like? The fires rage in
my mind As I read my
collection of books All bound in
human skin The pages are
still flecked with blood Vibrant red among
the ink All the words
capture my dreams Like murderers hold
their victim’s hearts Sparks are flying
from the fireplace The bodies are
making acid smoke But I can never
leave my prison of darkness The heroes, the
good guys Will cart me away It’s a much
better death To suffocate among
skulls and spiders Among boogey men
and axe murders Where I know my
grave will be in eternal moonlight © 2012 Alexa TaschAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorAlexa TaschProvidence, RIAboutMy name is Alexa. I'm 19. I usually write instead of paying attention in my classes so I will post anything I think it good enough. Don't read my older stuff unless you're really committed because.. more..Writing
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