Back at home
Where my hometown stands
I slept early night and heared so much
Back there everything was poverty and cries
There noone hidde the pain being felt
Everynight after my eyes closed the nightmares came to mind
Blood spilled in my face and the monster on my tail
could be the demons from hell or could be the scarest of them all
Could be the devil chasing me late at night
every time I woke at midnight
The lights turned off and the footsteps of people that died inside long ago
hear them come to my room
heavy hands all over my sister and me trying to be unseen
hear them talk in kitchen
later on in my room
everyone slept so nice I am just to scare of such ghost
hear my pets screaming outside as though someone is doing something that unpleasants them
Yet such a scary night the worst ones of them all rise came on in all I been seeing is torture for another night in 5 years
There in my hometown
Which it still stands tall
Scary at night
With monster of big claws and all
Day where people beg for the food that not even I have in my hands.
©nayeli
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