Horrid House by Gary R. Hess
This poem was one of my first attempts at creating more of a story line compared to works written before this. I wrote it for a creative writing class in college.
Category: Miscellaneous "Horrid House" Away for a while But still there Your senses linger Through the air Howls of silence A gentle feeling Laughter of anger Through the ceiling Painful thoughts Of things to come Wondering, thinking Of paths sought What will come Through this journey Happiness, joy Or pain and misery Ghosts still wonder From ancients past Getting closer You see their masks Scared and frightened You rush to the door Locked, bolted You cannot endure Footsteps louder Creeping near Scan left, right Nothing there You turn A shadow appears Running as quickly As your tears Weeping violently You smell the air Blood and urine Is the atmosphere You creep forward And brush your hair You notice something That isn't fair Hair has fallen In your hand you stare Wailing louder In the dull air Look ahead And all you see Groans occurring Blood of sea Run fast Across the room Something's coming Cannot see Stumble do not Or shall be killed Run faster Or horror slay You see a mirror On the wall You see your name On grave been lay The horror came And cannot stop Your life is gone In hell you stay by Gary R. Hess
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New version:"Horrid House" - Renewed
I. Away for a while But still there Their senses linger Through the air Howls of silence A gentle feeling Laughter of anger Through the ceiling Painful thoughts Of whats still there With a wonder You'll be there What will come With this journey Pain and tears Or bliss and cheers? II. As you enter The night begins With wraiths waiting In the darkness Scared and frightened You slam the door Locked, bolted Can't endure Ghosts still wonder From ancients past Getting closer You see their masks Footsteps louder Creeping near Pan left, pan right Nothing there While you turn A shadow appears Running as quickly As your tears Weeping violently You smell the air Blood and urine Fill the atmosphere You creep forward And stroke your hair You feel something Not so fair Goo has fallen From your hair Wailing louder You must stare Look ahead Nothing to see Groans occur Now, Blood of sea Running faster Across the room Something's coming But cannot see As you run You see a light Somethings glowing But not bright You see a mirror Across the hall You see writing Upon the wall "The horrors came To seek revenge Their lives were taken By our forsaken" "To cure this curse You must do worse Take this knife And do your worst" You grab the knife And hold it tight Ripping bowels From your side Fall to the floor And die slowly You see the ghosts A bit more clearly
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