Something Is In The House Poem by Sarah Liz Bowman

Something Is In The House



You hear it whisper in the hall
Then the pounding on the walls
Always sensing someone's stare
But you know that no one is there
Footsteps in the attic above
Now and the you feel a shove

Icy fingers down your spine
All the clocks stop at the same time
Objects moving, batteries always draining
Do you feel your sanity waning
Shadow figure give you a fright
The bed shakes in the middle of the night

Strange burses and scratches appear
You sit alone frozen in fear
Having nightmares of the past
How much longer can you last
There is a simple way to get a reprieve
I've done all this why won't you leave

Saturday, January 31, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: horror
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bernard Snyder 06 June 2015

Nice poem. A bit creepy, yet entertaining#

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Suburban Lovechild 31 January 2015

Ok I'll leave, I'll leave lol...fun diddy, keep it up. Please check out my poems too, I'd appreciate it.

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Eugene Levich 31 January 2015

I like all of your chillingly amusing poems- replete with wit and imagination- (signed) Edgar A. Poe

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