Writer – Author
in the Quest for Truth
one is blinded by Rage
Pain and Betrayal
can no longer be caged
to express these thoughts
that knowledge comes with age
in the Book of Life
you can only turn the page
Early poetry from James.
each night as many lay their heads to sleep
the Darkness inside me begins to creep
perverse satisfaction is all i seek
to close my Stained eyes and forever sleep
this peaceful Death, how it would taste so sweet
some might find this to be an extreme thought
to end a life when for so long you fought
but for all the work no Joy you have brought
and is wishing for Peace such a bad thought
all have wished for Peace; they wish it a lot
Early poetry from James.
wondering what dreams may come
in this life that i’ve begun
lost within the Darkened Skies
that lurk above my hope-filled mind
how do i, in all this mess
keep myself from being stressed
i can barely stay alive
but nothing seems to kill my Drive
now what seems to be the end
is a starting point again
to take a new turn in life
dare to endure that awful strife
is the fight more rewarding
or the prize its regarding
Darkened Skies that fill my head
will remain there until i’m dead
Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.
James Pack 