Day 53 – Goblins and Ghouls

Goblins and ghouls
can only scare fools
a piercing shriek
only freaks the weak
a noose of rope
unnerves a dope
but none of that scares me

a stew of spiders and lizard tail
can easily derail the frail
the executioner’s sudden jolt
can terrify a silly dolt
a grim and gruesome work of art
can spook even the brave of heart
but none of that scares me

for nothing fills me more with dread
than the little voices in my head,
the horrors that torment my soul
so quietly beyond my control,
the constant doubt and agony
the shattering of my sanity

oh nothing out there scares me more
than me


Day 43 – There Is A Box

There is a box
a wooden box
in a certain hole
of a certain tree
a silly lad
showed it to me
and I put it there
in a poplar tree
it isn’t big
it isn’t wide
and no one knows
what I put inside
but that young man
so hard he cried
so never mind
what I put inside