Sierra Staten

Rookie - 378 Points (4/17/97 / Newman, California)

My House - Poem by Sierra Staten

My house is rotten at the foundation.
At any time it can fall, and soon, it will fall.
Many braces have been put up, and many people have been evicted from my house.
I have become a pariah in this house of mine, the house that was once filled with many loving people;
And, when all the people are gone from my house,
I will lay and wait for my house to fall from above me.


Comments about My House by Sierra Staten

  • Freshman - 968 Points C. P. Sharma (9/19/2013 12:14:00 AM)

    Mind in its own place can make heaven of hell. Try to turn it into home. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 5, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 5, 2013


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