Horror Author
the journey through friendship always ends the same
i care less for each person the longer i stay
i dream to socialize yet i’m always home
seeking out friendships though i want to be alone
do others think of me when i’m not around
would anyone care if i didn’t make a sound
such insecurities are found in mad men
the ones who are so mad they must think with a pen
no companions around ‘cept a pen and pad
my words on paper will make you happy or sad
inside of my mind
lives a man who wants to cry
he can’t take all the lies
he feels like quitting all the time
i think he’s not happy
inside of my mind
lives a man who wants to die
he lives alone inside his eyes
he can’t take his pitiful life
i think he’s not happy
the man inside always tries
to make the best of his life
the emptiness inside his head
is his best and only friend
i think he’s not happy
i get very Hungry
i go to the Store
i try to meet Vegetables
but they go to sleep and snore
i sit in the Dairy Aisle
listening to the words of the Eggs
i rendezvous with the Cereal
they have many jokes to say
the Meat Section was interesting
the Beef are in rare form today
i search for so many Groceries
but none want to go home with me anymore
i get so very Hungry
so Hungry i can’t Eat anymore
James Pack 