Horror Author
trick or treat
trick or treat
I seek something
sweet to eat
some candy
in this bag of mine
as I finish
my little rhyme
if no sweets
are received
than a trick
to you I leave
if it suits you
fine and dandy
but I’m a trickster
that likes my candy
Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.
Running running running
Faster into the brush
Breathing too fast so quick
Branches that stab and cut
Pounding chest and great fear
Something chasing unknown
And still you run somewhere
Anywhere except home
Nowhere is safe running
Faster faster faster
Never ending nightmare
Panic closing around
Wake up wake up wake up
From the poetry collection Cats, Coffee, Catharsis.
Distant
Distracted
Discombobulated
Dissociative
Disconnected
The pull of
The emotions
Is strong
Encompassed
By negativity
My own creation
Numb is the word
Nothing feels right
Disillusioned
I haven’t
Lost myself
Because I
Never found
Myself
Disdain
From the poetry collection Cats, Coffee, Catharsis.
James Pack 