GHOST TALES

 

 

Oh, Ouija Board,

please bring me spirits.

Spirits of the light

and ones of the damned.

I want to hear their tales

of past lives and woes.

I want to feel

their ghostly presence.

Their dead breath

on my face.

I  feel their cold breath.

Shrieks fill the night.

Icy fingers trail down my face.

They’re at my neck.

Squeezing.

Too tight.

Much too tight…

LOST

 

Lost to a world of death.

Far beneath the earth.

Trapped for centuries.

Never seeing the light.

Night never turning into day.

A family lost to the dark.

Driven crazy by despair.

Locked in dark chambers.

For eternity.

Lost to the world of the damned.

Only one could save them.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

THE OTHER SIDE WAITS FOR YOU

 

The other side waits for you.

Only you.

No one else will do.

You can run.

But you can’t hide.

Check your reflection.

See it wither and fade.

A surprise awaits.

The Dead and gone.

You can be one.

THE DEAD GAME

LOST

 

 

Lost to a world of death.

Far beneath the earth.

Trapped for centuries.

Never seeing the light.

Night never turning into day.

A family lost to the dark.

Driven crazy by despair.

Locked in dark chambers.

For eternity.

Lost to the world of the damned.

Only one could save us.

Will he come back for us?

Come back for The Dead and Gone.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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DOOMED TO HELL

From under the sea

they have come for me.

Rising from the deep

they come when I sleep.

Through the small town they roam

looking for a new home.

Blending with tourists at day

but at night they get to play.

Blood-thirsty as they are

they don’t have to go far.

They take sustenance within reach

leaving dead bodies on the beach.

Tourists flee the hotel

before they’re doomed to hell.

The evil one walks tall.

Our town will surely fall.

THE DEAD GAME

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BRING BACK THE DEAD

 

Oh ouija board,

please bring me spirits.

Spirits of the light

and ones of the damned.

I want to hear their tales

of past lives and woes.

I want to feel

their unearthly presence.

Their dead breath

on my face.

Their moans and screams

of the long nights.

Please bring me them this night.

I can feel cold breath.

Shrieks fill the silent night.

Icy fingers trail down my face.

They’re at my neck.

Squeezing.

A little too tight.

Too tight…

Source:

LOST

 

 

Lost to a world of death.

Far beneath the earth.

Trapped for centuries.

Never seeing the light.

Night never turning into day.

A family lost to the dark.

Driven crazy by despair.

Locked in dark chambers.

For eternity.

Lost to the world of the damned.

Only one could save us.

Will he come back for us?

Come back for The Dead and Gone.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist