Haunted House

I know this house where I have grown up

I also know I will be buried deep into the ground

If the stream of truth every leaked into my real world

My existence will suddenly be a sin to them

I know I ‘m not the ideal child

I have been fucked over and over many times

Fate has just decided to push me to cliff

So I just want this wait to be over soon

About- This poem was written on April 21, 2026; 8:31pm and is part of "Valleys to Jump Into: The Trauma Chapter".