A Nightmare On Elm Street

A Nightmare On Elm Street

A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa

 

A nightmare on Elm Street that's what we call our home

 

N o one would in their right mind would want to live here

I wish we'd move out but we can't afford to stay or to go anywhere else

G hetto that's what our neighborhood has turned into the past few years

H orrible enough that the old house is falling apart at the seams

T he roof leaks and the windows are all broken and in need of repair

M y father in law died and left the house to my daughter unfortunately

A dilaptated old house that should have been torn down a long time ago

R enovate we tried our best but on a limited budget it did no good

E verytime we turn around something else goes wrong with this place

 

O n top of all this we had rats running through the house on occassion

N ow that was scary as hell until we finally sealed in the foundation

 

E veryone of us that live here is deeply depressed due to the situation

L et me tell you what it was like when my father in law was alive

M y brother-in-law had a menagerie of dogs that ruined the carpeting

 

S even layers of piss soaked carpet pulled up and dragged out of here

T he basement and the bathroom still reak from the foul odors

R oaches were crawling everywhere we had to finally exterminate

E verything in the house was nasty and had to be thrown out to the trash

E very night I say a prayer for this old house because I worry all the time

T his is just the beginning of the real nightmare on Elm Street

© 2008 Deborah Leah Krempa


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Great description in graphic style. Well done acrostic work.

Posted 16 Years Ago


A great arcostic... sometimes we are bond by circumstance... yeah it sure doesn't sound pleasant though. maybe a few candles and flowers to spice up the place.

Posted 16 Years Ago


It doesn't sound like a very nice place to stay. I'd sell it and move to the country. Grow a garden and wake to the sound of squirrels chattering--that's what I'd do.

Posted 16 Years Ago


Wow! It sounds like a nightmare! Hope this is just your muse creating another wonderfully written acrostic ... hugs

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Added on August 16, 2008
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Deborah Leah Krempa
Deborah Leah Krempa

Toledo, OH



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I am grandmother,.. My children and my grandchildren I love them all so very much. They are my gifts from my creator, the blessings in this life. I simply adore poetry and the .. more..

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