A MANSION RISES FROM THE MIST

A mansion rises from the mist.

Will I even be missed?

Vampires descend the stairs

with their haughty stares.

There is nowhere to hide,

I must choose a side.

THE DEAD AT HEART

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I BELONG TO THE NIGHT

Blood oozes from my soul.

Nothing will make me whole.

I belong to the night.

Far from the morning light.

Don’t follow me.

I need to be free.

THE DEAD GAME

A GAME PLAYED IN HELL

A dead game played in hell.

Wait for the warning bell.

Once the windows & doors lock,

no need to feign any shock.

You are mine for the night

until the morning light.

PREY FOR THE DEAD

THANKSGIVING WITH THE DEAD

Spend Thanksgiving with The Dead.

A little horror for the holidays.

Put on your masks & dancing shoes.

Thanksgiving will never be the same.

THE DEAD GAME

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HELL HAS COME TO OASIS

Woven from black sheets of rain,
fear covers in disarray.
Anguished & frozen with pain,
dark petals fall in dismay.
Hell has come to Oasis,
The Dead & gone at its side.
Now hidden behind faces
that are well-known far & wide.

PREY FOR THE DEAD

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AN OASIS IN THE SWAMPLAND

In the clearing ahead,

stands The Watchers’ mansion.

Not a mirage,

but an oasis in the swampland.

THE DEAD AT HEART

DARKEST FANTASIES COME TO LIFE

There is something not quite right.
Meetings are held at midnight.
Dark shadows creep the street.
You don’t know whom you’ll meet.
Take me from here.
The Dead, I can’t bear.

THE DEAD GAME
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LIGHT MY FIRE

He lights my fire
to take me higher.

The town’s on fire,
set by the sire.

He comes tonight
for the big fight.

He comes for me
from the dark sea.

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INNOCENT NO MORE

Innocent.

Alone.

Happy.

Content.

Until…

Drop those balloons

And run.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES

SNOW IS FALLING

Snow is falling on the trees,

hanging tight to the cold leaves.

A winter wonderland in the south.

I gaze ahead and open my mouth.

A bitter taste fills my heart & soul

as I plunge into the rabbit hole.

Snowflake

THE DEAD GAME

Snowflake