House of Doom (238)

by NinjaGirl   Jun 4, 2007


Doors were never opened
Windows were always closed
Weeds instead of flowers
Feasted on by crows.

The sun is too bright
Clouds cover my moon
Poison ivy climbs up my house
My black house of doom.

Graveyard for a backyard
Werewolves instead of dogs
Not blessed as a child should be
But cursed by one thousand gods.

Whispers behind my back
I rule with terror and fright
Everyone obeys in fear
No one even fights.

Am I so dark,
With my house of doom?
Without the shining stars
And without the glowing moon?

I was cursed when I was young
For all of my eternity
Even when I'm dead and gone
My soul shall never be free.

©opyrighted by Kitty De'Kat

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  • 17 years ago

    by Lemonbread

    Ouch, your soul will be set free, it will find escape, if not then let me share the gloom so you wont be alone in the House of Doom 5/5