The
Faces
Remain here
Haunting my soul
Each one different
But still the same being
This, the house where I grew up
No longer holds fond memories
Instead it bears the marks of a child
Forgotten, alone, fending off evil
An evil that still dwells inside of it
How I long to rid myself of it
Banish it to another world
Yet, I remain stuck within
A gruesome gabled home
With fiendish faces
Always ogling
Rescue me
Fondly
Anne

May Writing Prompts – Anne of Gruesome Gables – Day 17/31

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