Just Poems

Italy's Cry/Goodbye (A Hetaoni Poem)

A haunted mansion at the edge of town.

"This could be fun." "Let's go!"

The door slams shut, locked.

"I'm scared." "Let's split up."

The first is in the piano room.

"No! What did this? I can help!"

I couldn't help. Your time is up.

Three more lean against the wall.

"You too? Why? Why are you leaving me?"

Two more lie in bloody beds.

"I'll stay with them." That's what you said.

One more lies between them now.

Two more fade as time goes on.

"Please! I can't! Don't leave me here!"

I'm all alone, but I am not.

Eleven, twelve fall, but I'm already gone.

A deal with the devil may seal our survival.

Goodbye...

And the cycle restarts.