He has no doubt that something creeps about.
Cryptic signs of cricket bind.
His mind drifts in dread.
Dwelling in the depths of his head.
Lurking from behind his back is a black cat that curses and lies.
He shivers in fear for he doesn't want to die.
The dark cat leers and smiles then disappears before his eyes.
Fights and strifes his anxiety to death.
Dreaming of the living dead.
No matter what he'll live on, remaining strong and will always be loved by everyone.
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Quizzical Poems
PoetryA collection of colorfully dark and comical poems. Fun factoid for the first one "Who Dwells in Dreämland" I wrote this poem during a dark depression in Christmas 2014. That lasted for days. My depression and nightmares were clashing hard this time...
