Certifiable

Certifiable

Being a writer of macabre poetry can be frustrating. Sure, you think you’re writing great stuff, but it seems like all the likes and retweets fall to the flowers, puppies, and kittens. You know, all that uplifting stuff. Pfft, like who needs that? Seriously.

Okay, I get it, maybe we all need some positive thinking now and again. However, one would not understand positive if not for the negative. Balance, my friends, balance. Besides…as I’m sure Stephen King would tell you (because, you know, I’m totally close to his level of awesomeness [sarcasm alert]), sometimes darkness is just fun, damn it.

So is rhyming. Enjoy.

What the Eyes Do See

What the Eyes Do See

Darkness has a way of tricking our brains into thinking that things may be lurking in those safest of places, when, in fact, they are not. As darkness is the absence of all color, so too, shall the color drain from us when left ambling alone in the darkness. Sometimes, the irrational fear is merely a trick of the mind, a game of a mischievous soul. Other times…it is not.