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Author of horror genre
“Bias” It is the slightest difference you notice and feel about one who is otherwise equal to another. It is the subconscious working during every conscious action. It lingers under the surface in every major decision. We try to overcome it by just being… Continue Reading “BIAS”
“It” It has no name It has no face It has no form It loves a chase You can try to run You can try to hide But It sees everywhere And It knows everything It comes for you With only one intent To… Continue Reading “IT”
“When It Comes” You are creeping along my floor. You are hanging on my wall. You are lying on my ceiling. You have bolted my doors. You poke at me in the darkness. I am filled with terror. Your hand lays upon my shoulder.… Continue Reading “WHEN IT COMES”
“Collision” Despair eats at my soul. I give in to the pain. No more will I be whole, Or believe I am sane. Breaking from within, I see Hurt not yet discovered. The hurt envelops me, Never to recover. Giving in to despair, I… Continue Reading “COLLISION”
“Just” My pain I just could not deny. It hurt to not be at his side. Rebellion was not my intent. And if guilty, I do repent. Submission is my heart’s desire, Even after he called me. “Liar.” He thinks I practice witchery, And… Continue Reading “JUST”
“Explosive Emotions” Pain builds to a point when it explodes. Emotions override our thoughts, And our actions seem to matter not. One may not even mean to hurt another. Emotions may just cause dramatic twists; And therefore, can one be held accountable for… Continue Reading “EXPLOSIVE EMOTIONS”
“My Teddy Bear” My Teddy Bear, Oh, My Teddy Bear, Won’t you play with my Teddy Bear? I’m mesmerized by its eyes in which I stare I’m not sure really why but I truly care To know what it sees when it looks at… Continue Reading “MY TEDDY BEAR”
“Disdainful” Stared into my soul and Saw the devil there My mind embraces all horror And doesn’t care My mind’s twisted, hands fisted Arms scarred, heart’s charred Tackle life like it’s no holds barred My soul envelops the evil And longs to share My… Continue Reading “DISDAINFUL”
“I Like To Live Dangerously” I like to live dangerously I play with knives With sharp blades And with guns With live rounds Like they’re toys. With one live round, I put the gun to my head Just to hear the noise. I take… Continue Reading “I LIKE TO LIVE DANGEROUSLY”
“American Dream” Head hangs Feels strange People looting the Stores like they’re Deranged Eyes open I’m broken Unsettled in this Life of the new Woken Head aches Hands shake Struggling for every Dime that you Make This life isn’t what I had pictured for… Continue Reading “AMERICAN DREAM”
Author P.S. Kessell 