This will be the last poem for my collection Spooky Poems For Spooky Souls. Keep an eye out for the release next weekend. I will be taking another break from writing for a bit again.
I have been floating around this house for so long,
Haunting, and scaring, and singing a spooky song.
But I'm tired, and weary, of doing the same thing,
It seems I am no longer, a ghostly king.
So here’s my farewell, with a ghostly grin,
I’ll drift into shadows, let the living win.
Don’t be too scared—just a spooky jest,
I was frightening once, now I get some rest.
Copyright 04/05/2026
~P.C. SNIDER
