Upstairs
By: Lanaia Lee
Mama, don't send me up the dark stairs alone
You tell me since I've been bad something horrid will get me
As I walk up the stairs I hysterically cry and moan
The upstairs terrifies me, you see.
This big old house I bet is a hundred years old
No telling how many imprints of evil were left here
The upstairs is so dark, damp, and cold
Spank me mama, but don't send me up here.
I fear the evil man you said would get me
Don't you realize this will affect me the rest of my life?
Don't you care how I will grow up to be?
Not caring this would cause me such strife?
The darkness here feels like it is smothering me
I feel the pressure of the dark and it's hard to breath
I would rather take a beating than be up here, see
Oh, how I wish from this awful place I could leave.
So here I sit all alone imagining my worst fears
As a child this place I would have gladly defied
As an adult though I must dry my tears
But I will always remember this place that used to make me cry.
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