This. Is. My. School. [my morbid poem]

by ALEX   Dec 7, 2006


Haunted High School.
Corpses hang.
From walls painted with
Blood.
The lights, they flicker
On and off.
The hallways always
Flood.
You're fine by Day.
Don't worry.
Just don't come here at
Night.
A school built on
The bones of Fear
Where Pain creates
Delight.

12/7/06

[special thanks to Teri for thinking of a word that rhymed with blood. XD]

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  • 17 years ago

    by Rachel RTVW

    Although dark poems aren't my favorite, I do like this one a lot. Good imagery and flow. 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by .K.i.T.t.Y.

    Thats a cool poem. nice imagery.

  • 17 years ago

    by Deana

    Dark and eery ,gives you a spooky feeling. great job.

  • 17 years ago

    by Dacey Flame

    Thats WONDERFUL way to get people excited about going to highschool.
    =]

  • 17 years ago

    by emmerz

    Short but oh so good! you did great on this one, the rhyming was perfect and the imagery was amazing. i loved it all...what can i say? great poem!
    EMmmm

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