It's a poem about a girl. P.s. the line "she walked the house of hell" means she was carrying the house of hell in her body, not that she was walking in the house of hell. She is literally walking the house within her body.
You are trapped in your own mind, unnable to escape. And you know what they say; the worst place you could ever be imprisoned in is the darkness of your own head. Now, now, don't be afraid. For everything is fake. They are all creations of your mind. But... if they can talk and touch... are they really not real?
This is an old poem of mine, I wrote that, about a year ago, I think, and I thought of sharing it here.
A poem about an invisible man wandering around in a "dollhouse". I suggest you read the poem and then read the description. The dollhouse represents the hypocrisy in the real world and how anyone can smile but no one means it. The invisible man wandering around searching for his own reality which slowly fades away as...
"My beautiful Puppet Boy and my beautiful Puppet Girl." A teenage boy and girl find themselves trapped in the lair of a crazy man obsessed with human puppetry. __________________ #1 in horror - 12/6/15 [featured - 12/30/15] IMPORTANT NOTICE - if you're reading this story on a site that is not www.wattpad.com then you...
