Horror Author
i dream of them
i dream of you
but evidently
that’s all i do
i never speak
i never say a word
but for some reason
i feel deterred
Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.
pail melancholy monkeys
passing through time
wander aimlessly through nothing
analyzing their minds
they find a reason for being
and think of nothing else
if they find no motivation
some may kill themselves
some may think
if they have no purpose
it’s too scary to live
if life is worthless
the point to this story
is to warn all who may hear
live for the moment
don’t live in fear
Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.
welcome friends from all around
this is where sustenance can be found
you crave and yearn for pleasurable delights
but lose sight of that which is right
the greed and hunger that consumes you all
this of course will be your downfall
as you cry for a better life
it’s taken away with the blink of an eye
Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.
James Pack 