*Gasping, staggered, heavy breathing*
I feel it again, am I having a panic attack?
No, I very much doubt that.
You see, it is this place
A place of murder and pain
It messes with your brain
A house with a blood soaked past
It meddles with your mind
Corrupts your soul
Quite like another house you may have heard of
There is something a tad different to this one though
It sits here trying to prey on my fear
Making me feel as though I suffocate
It wants me to be afraid
Like a vampire who drinks fear instead of blood
It learns that of which you fear
Then it slowly makes you disappear
Lost in a fog of madness and misery
Slowly twisting your reality
It will do this for a while
Toying with you, watching you suffocate in its dark atmosphere
It will show you things, see what you don’t like
It wants to know what keeps you up at night
Then it digs deeper, starts looking into your past memories
Eventually picking you apart
Twisting those memories until you aren’t even sure who you are
I’ve seen it all before
I’ve got others with hopes and dreams to buy this house of suffering
The latest victims a family 6
A mother, a father, a boy, and 3 daughters
In the end the mother drowned the boy in a bath
Believing him to be a rapist from her past
The father killed his 2 youngest daughters both 12
A bullet to their head he ended them quick
Having believed them the past dead having risen again
The mother shortly after ended her life with a shock
In the very tub she killed her boy Tom
The house having revealed the awful truth
Long enough to send her to suicide by electrocution
The final daughter, freshly 18, today her birthday of all things
The father, memories now twisted, things replaced, taken away
No longer himself, he came to her now
Taking away her virginity, her name was Kate
He raped her and then strung her up
Shoving her off the 2nd story balcony he ended her life
SNAP! It ended as quickly as that
Laughing a madman all the same
Another pawn of the houses game
He went up 3 stories more
Jumping from the 5th floor
He ended with a THUD!
His blood splattered everywhere
No worries the house would happily soak it up
Then I was summoned, to clean it all up
None of these souls will know peace
Eternally they will scream!
Cursed to wander the dark halls of this twisted house
Recently my realty company hired my replacement
I’m getting ready to retire you see…
Recently having sold the house to a family of 3
My usefulness to this house a thing no more
It will kill me soon enough
I will be just another victim trapped within its walls
…I only pray my end be quick…
For I know my suffering will be eternal
-This House Of Suffering-
sinisterdarksoul 
Fear no longer rules my life. No longer plagued by existential dread, fear of abandonment, and the shame of getting things wrong I can live the way I want and believe I should. Now I can know true peace if I live according to my own ethics, standards, and judgments. Now I have lost the fear of fear itself. But, I am afraid of this house.
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Wonderful! Thank you so much! I consider that quite the compliment. I long for the day I can let go of fear (not necessarily in writing) and truly live again.
I’m working on it slowly, but present living circumstances and recent trauma have made it difficult. I am slowly working on changing my mindset though. Thank you kindly for your comment and your thoughts.
You have inspired me to continue to the fight against fear in my life.
Cheers! ^_^
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Damn! A poem like this makes me wonder if haunted houses really exist.
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Thank you! ^_^ Yeah, (perhaps not surprisingly) I’m a firm believer in most things supernatural. That being said, I don’t just believe any story either. I do approach video footage I see and stories I hear about hauntings with the idea that in many cases it can be explained by something natural.
Life however, and my own experiences have def made me a firm believer in the existence of ghosts, demons, etc.
Thank you for commenting and I’m glad you liked the poem.
Cheers! ^_^
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Wait until you meet people with two souls in one body. One human and the other some kind of being. Weird at first, but then you get used to the differences between them and you wonder how more people don’t notice…lol.
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I do believe I know of what you speak. 😉
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And then the people that are basically just doors for higher beings to cone through and talk. So. Great. Totally not weird at all lol…
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I experienced a few questionable events, but nothing that would be classified as a typical haunting. I also agree that most paranormal events can be explained, just like UFO sightings.
No problem! I look forward to reading more poems.
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While most UFO sightings can be explained I still believe there is life out in the galaxy besides our own. “The truth is out there”. 😉
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…it’s definitely not the ‘devils whorehouse’ nor is it a ‘house of 1000 corpses’ (well maybe)…so suffering it is! Well done.
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Oh you are quite funny. Xp I am unsure the exact count of souls who have been driven mad and have died at the hands of this house. I suppose only the house knows. ^_^
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