Hundred Mile Hotel



They put me here
In this hell
Nothing to drink but old beer
In the hundred mile hotel
Hallways expand for miles on end
They never stop, they keep going on
No one is here, not a single friend
The ballroom plays a single song
It never stops, I can’t even turn it off
The paintings stare and stare and stare
The dust from the ceiling makes me cough
How did I get here, and the location of this place, where?
The books from the library are blank
Wordless, they remain
The creaks of the floor, the broken plank
I want to stop this eternal pain
I wish to die
I wish to move on, make it end
But no matter how much time goes by
To the heavens, I never ascend
In the hundred mile hotel
I hear voices, though nobody is there
Make it stop, make it stop!
To drown them out, I ring the bell
I ring until I feel my ears are about to pop
I am so lonely
Not a single soul in sight
Just me only
Then, using all my might
I go completely insane
And break the walls
There are more rooms, even more pain
The paintings, follow me does their eyeballs
I stumble to the kitchen and take a knife
As I slit my throat
To end my life
The pain must be over, I ride the death boat
I fall asleep, ending the pain
And then I woke up, to where I started again

About this poem

This is a poem representing several phobias. Autophobia, the fear of being alone. Apeirophobia, the fear of infinity. Kenophobia, the fear of empty rooms.

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Written on February 22, 2022

Submitted by austin.anderson on February 22, 2022

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Quick analysis:

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Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 1,227
Words 255
Stanzas 1
Stanza Lengths 39

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1 Comment
  • lisacampbell29
    That's a lot of phobias. Super creepy! Good job.
    LikeReply2 years ago
    • austin.anderson
      Hey, I got a new poem up. This is just something to read to somebody you don't find funny. It's not about you, it's insulting someone with less than two brain cells.
      LikeReply2 years ago

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