Morbid Tales from Far Away Places; An odd Anthology

Though I'm not a great author, I enjoy writing things that make people uncomfortable. I'm know in school for being creepy and/or crazy. This is/ will be a collection of all my weird short stories and poems. The good, bad, and the crazy.


Author's note

A word often used when describing me is Crazy. If I had a penny for every time I've been called crazy, I'd be rich. I'm working on some drawings for some of the chapters. My drawings are crap, but I like the Idea of having this book illustrated.

3. Not Alone: A Poem

Not Alone...
Sounds like the start to a happy story.
But it's not.
It was...
At one point...
But here I sit,
In my room,
No other human beside me.
But I assure you,
I am NOT alone.
Now I know it sounds confusing.
It could mean many things.
'Maybe they speak of God,
Or perhaps angels?'
'Or maybe a pet?'
But both are wrong.
In my room,
I sit next to an open window.
I let the natural light soak in.
And although the night is soon coming, 
And storm clouds cover the sky,
My room is well enough lit.
There is one corner,
That has no light 
At all.
And when I stand near it,
I get cold.
If I look hard enough,
I can see through the pitch.
A face.
A smile.
I always knew I wasn't alone.
But never had I known what was there with me.

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