The cult took place in an
abandoned school.
Abandoned school
with all the ghouls in the yard
singing along.

Inside the school were
dorms, where I once
stayed with no other
student to come to play with
in schoolyard.

Instead every Sunday
was a ritual that
blinded many with bits
of toilet paper poking
eyes out.

To leave the cult one must
resist the gouging.
Resist the gouging
of toilet paper poking
eyes out.

In the choir room I had
from the alter resting
in the hallway, long
waiting till the end for cult
to make chants.

As I left quietly from
the schoolyard with
my only luggage,
I waited for the bus to
take me away.

The pain from this culty town
of gouging eyes.