Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy WritingNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy WritingNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

-The Castle On West 63rd-

by Soulonf1re

Three stories tall, and a city block wide I created this castle with no place to hide "The World's Fair Hotel", you might know it well Located in Englewood, my own private Hell. I hired and fired through its construction To fully ensure only I knew its power of destruction. Once it was built, I hired employees Female and blonde, my favorites of playthings Under conditions of insurance policies Of which I would pay (but I was also the beneficiary) Soundproof suites so sweet to my ears With gas lines to asphyxiate you - Drowning in fears Or my secret hanging chamber And lime pits to change you from human to stranger I took pride in stripping you to bone and sold you to medical schools, made professors seem fools, all of you dead and alive at my disposal All in all, 200 was the proposal, I confessed to 27 and later to 2...my dying wish is that I could have done it to you.
Request permission to use this poem
Written by
Soulonf1re
28 / M / Pennsylvania
For You?
Written by
Soulonf1re
28 / M / Pennsylvania
Published
Mar 23, 2018
Time
2m
Tags
#murder#death#hhh#serial#killer#hotel#crazy#trap
Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell Soulonf1re how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

AboutBlogFAQPrivacyTermsContact
© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 by @eliotyork
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write