Poems About Horror
Poems About Horror
The stranger lift his tired hand to scribble words that expressed he was sad. He muttered words that were of fright to a young girl sitting in his sight. “Do the wrong that has been done, for many years I followed my son. He ne...
Poems About Horror
Fog of the night the orange streetlight shining bright the fog whistles as is floats on by. Behind the streetlight, a man awaits fueled by intense rage. Dressed in black, a trench coat to his boots he stands and watches in hot ...
Poems About Horror
Darkness rushing through my veins, in a way I can’t explain no one understands me, this society shames me it’s hard for people to understand what they’ve done to a man I’ve suffered this shame, no time t...
