My House Wants Me Out

My House Wants Me Out

In this house where shadows creep,

Since twenty-fourteen, I’ve lost my sleep.

Once strong and free, now I feel weak,

A weight surrounds, no peace I seek.

Echoes linger, whispers near,

A haunting presence, drawing fear.

Each night drags on, no end in sight,

Walls confine, the battle’s tight.

What curse dwells in this space?

Why does my spirit feel out of place?

An unseen force has taken hold,

Leaving me weary, and feeling old.

Illness wraps me, a shroud of dread,

In these corridors, my strength is shed.

I long to move, to break these chains,

Eleven years lost, consumed by pains.

Like a giant tube, it pulls me inside,

It wants me gone, but I cannot hide.

Caught in this battle, I feel so small,

Fighting to rise, yet lost in it all.

When I moved here I was fit and well

Now nights a struggle each day is hell

Note This is true from day 1 which was 11 years ago I have suffered. Moving isn’t easy either 😭 For identity reasons this photo is not of my house 😜