Bright and beautiful.
Will I fall from a great height
As I fight with all my might?
The dark creatures keep swiping at me
As I climb down the stairs to the sea.
We must escape from this haunted place,
Where demons are flying in my face.
I can hear them flying through the sky
Before they hit us from way up high.
Who are these demons from hell?
Their features I cannot tell.
Are they living or dead?
Are they part of The Dead?
Will someone come to save our poor town?
I’m losing my hold and falling down.
Falling down to the sharp rocks below.
My sure end after a quick hello.
THE DEAD GAME
cerebralust: my life rn
Life can move along smoothly
Without bumps or surprises.
It can be so smooth that
It becomes boring,
The bumps are the spice of life.
The ups and downs.
The births and deaths.
The good with the bad.
We need the spice
To properly flavor the soup.
Enjoy the bumps.
Ride them with care.
Make them work for you.
Who was the original vampire?
Most say it was Count Dracula,
Who had unlimited power and charm.
Enough charm to lure followers
All the way to hell and beyond.
He had one descendent.
Where can he be found today?
Is he one of The Dead in Oasis, Florida?
Come and find out.