Posted in Blog, Creative Writing, Delmore Manor, Spooky Season, SS Poems, Writing

The Hungry Children

Secretive shadows stalk the echoing halls,
tall windows, tormented by tree branches,
the night seems to last forever when you stay the night at Delmore Manor.
Close your eyes,
cocoon in your covers,
something is creeping up the stairs,
but when you call out into the darkness,
nobody will be there.
Unless of course,
you’re chosen,
then they’ll find a way to make you see.
Nobody will believe you,
but that’s just how it has to be.

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