Terror

by James von Dielingen

I am the man with the chalky-white skin

With long yellow nails and large gruesome grin

I am the eyes glowing deep in the trees

With a low rumbling growl that weakens your knees

I am the face that you saw in the mirror

That’s gone in a glance and leaves you in terror

I am the tingle you feel on your neck

I pull softly away when you reach up to check

I am the one drooling puddles of spit

Just behind the door where the light isn’t lit

I am the footsteps you hear in the hall

When you’re home alone with no one to call

I am the doll sitting still on the shelf

That you know looked your way and sat up by itself

I’m every weird sound and each chilling aberration

And here's who I am, I’m your imagination

Soul Eater

by Ivan Handress (not a real person)

I ate the soul of my fallen foe
It escaped him through his eye
How fitting for his essence to be
The final sight you espy
I picked it up as it clawed to escape
It screeched a horrible cry
But your soul is my bloody reward
For causing you fools to die

*Publisher's note: This is a joke poem, not to be taken seriously!!!* 

I Die To Live

by Ivan Handress (not a real person)

I die to live

I die to die

The blackest heart

Shall come to cry

My grave will live

My grave will die

Come dance on it

It shant belie

The truth that lived

And died with me

My danced-on grave

Shall make them see

*Publisher's note: This is a joke poem, not to be taken seriously!!!*