Evil Home Poem by Lely Atempa

Why am I here?

Each day gets worse
The timing is awful
And the day is cloudy.

Like a puppy running from danger

Until I go home
The evil spirits rush past me

My heart pounding
My life racing

Like the Sun running from the Moon

Time running
Life fading

In this evil home
There's no need to breath

Don't smile, laugh or talk
The evil home will crush you if you make a sound

Your happiness and feelings don't matter

The evil home shows no MERCY.