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Author of horror genre
“Enigma” Eros Evening attire Enchanting pleasures Earthly desires Erection waves Engaging stance Enticing breasts Embracing limbs Energetic motion Enduring flames Erotic escapade Enigma
“Pain, Pain, Go Away!” Pain, pain, go away I just can’t take it another day My heart breaks My soul aches Don’t know how much more I can take. My mind is drifting, buried deep in sorrow. Don’t want to wake up for tomorrow.… Continue Reading “PAIN, PAIN, GO AWAY!”
“Evil Speaks” Evil speaks A rum tatta rum Words spelled out like sounds on a drum When you hear them you’d better run A rum tatta rum A rum tatta rum When they come, they come so fast, These sounds, these words They linger,… Continue Reading “EVIL SPEAKS”
The lady in the yellow dress dances in the square The lady in the yellow dress dances, has no cares She’s filled with joy and laughter Her hips move like ripples through water She creates an air of energy, an atmosphere of harmony Her… Continue Reading “THE LADY IN THE YELLOW DRESS”
“Shackled and Chained” I’m shackled and chained Feeling indescribable pain Trying to escape Yanking down on the drapes They fall to the floor As I hear you at the front door I get to my knees Just able to see the trees I drop… Continue Reading “SHACKLED AND CHAINED”
“Broken” Emptiness A deep hole Hollowed out By false promises And shattered dreams A hole where a heart Once filled with laughter and joy Used to be Now, nothing Nothing but pain From lies, deceit and manipulation No need to even hear explanations Loss… Continue Reading “BROKEN”
Shame Is what I feel Even though I’m told I shouldn’t because it Wasn’t my fault Those were his Games That he made me play The things he made me do The things he made me say Trapped in his world As a modern… Continue Reading “SHAME”
“On The Bad Days” It’s like the flash of a camera 1000 times over in quick succession over and over My mind replays the events of those nights like watching a horror show under bright lights You can’t break free from some memories so… Continue Reading “ON THE BAD DAYS”
“The Bite” Dark hair Icy stare Watching me From over there Stirring now You seem to wonder Your movements reflects A natural born hunter A howl, a bite I changed that night My body succumbed To an internal fight For blood I craved It… Continue Reading “THE BITE”
“The Effects of Battle” Stirring inside is a thunderstorm, Reflected outside by scars, scratches, flesh all torn. Heart broken for wrongs to be made right, Mind seeking revenge at night, Infinite, Bold, And just. Longing for peace after such betrayal, Wounded by the darkly… Continue Reading “THE EFFECTS OF BATTLE”
Author P.S. Kessell 