Remove your mask.
Show yourself.
Reveal your face.
Let the mask fall.
Let it shatter to pieces.
I want to see the man beneath.
PREY FOR THE DEAD
UNMASKED
anger
BUBBLES OF FLOWERS
Source: m1nd5c4p3
Picture a flower growing from the sea.
Can there be a prettier sight to see?
Bubbles of flowers float ashore.
Close your eyes and open that door.
This is what I need for today.
Pastel colors to soothe my stay.
Pinks and blues mix well together.
I can look at them forever.
HIDE MY FACE
I hide my face.
From his gaze.
From his intimate look.
I dare not look.
Into the eyes of the devil.
For he’ll take me.
As one with him.
Into the darkest of nights.
To his realm of evil.
Where light fears to walk.
And darkness rules the day.
THE DEAD GAME
Kindle
Nook
THE STAIRCASE
by Joseph Vargo
THE STAIRCASE
Follow the gargoyles to their master.
Follow the staircase to its source.
Take me down under
To the darkness in us all.
Beneath End House lies the answers
To questions asked from times gone by.
The unearthly dungeons and mazes
Will lead our way through hell and beyond.
I know others have gone before me
To the place deep in the earth.
The door will open for me
And no other before or after.
Hell has unleashed its prized possessions
To torment the innocent and needy.
Even with their human bodies
They cannot hide forever from my wrath.
OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN
THE DEAD GAME
