I BID YOU, ADIEU

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The forest torments me to no end.

I don’t want this to be a dead end.

Hot breath breathes close to my ear

as I make my way from here.

The woods are known to be haunted.

With dark whispers, I’ve been taunted.

I’ve passed this tree before.

I can’t run anymore.

The shadows are closing in.

The forest is dark as sin.

I must say goodbye to one and all.

It’s time to follow the bouncing ball.

The script has been written.

My neck has been bitten.

I bid you adieu.

A vampire, to you.

 

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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DARK PLAYGROUND

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They fly through the trees

Over the deadly mist

Landing in the forest

Where no man walks

And no light penetrates

this nightly playground

 

 

THE DEAD GAME

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WHO GOES THERE?

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Into the woods, I flee,

yearning to be set free.

I don’t know which way to go.

I turn around, to and fro.

A light glimmers between the trees.

I peek between the hanging leaves.

I see no one on the lit path.

I can do the simple math.

It’s them against me.

I’ll never be free.

THE DEAD GAME

SHADES OF RED

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Shades of red fall from the sky,

They hit the ground in puddles of crimson.

Red falls from the darkening sky.

It covers the grass with its bright hue.

My face burns hot from its touch

as blood pumps faster through my heart.

The creatures track my desperate retreat

through the deserted woods.

I will be one with them all too soon.

 

DARK WOODS

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The wind whispers, ” Hello,”

to whom I don’t know.

I quicken my pace

to get out of this place.

Under the trees, I run

to a place in the sun.

I was at the beach,

within close reach.

But now I race in fear

that I’ll be found here.

“Take me out of here,”

I run fast in fear.

DARK PATH

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The puddles lead me

down a path

through the trees

into the deserted forest

where no man dares to tread.

THE DARKNESS INSIDE

 

Teeth glisten in the dark

as I walk through the park.

I stop in my tracks in fear,

not knowing what can be near.

I stand quietly and listen,

but I only see the glisten.

Soft footsteps ring out behind me.

I’m not waiting around to see.

Then I happen to glance down,

and my face droops in a frown.

The fanged smile floats on the lily pond.

Of my reflection, I’m not so fond.

It reveals the darkness inside

that I’ve always failed to hide.

THE GREEN

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The green hides inside

With unspoken pride.

It comes at night,

Growing in might.

A fine mist falls first

As trees drink from thirst.

They swallow the green whole

By forming a deep hole.

As the fairies alight on leaves,

I need out of here, pretty please.

 

 

THE DARK FOREST

 

THE DARK FOREST

Come and visit us.
Follow the path.
Where does it lead?
Deep into a forest.
Down a dark road.
Ignore the moans.
The howls from a pack of wolves.
They love people.
It’s safe.
Don’t look back.
Face forward.
Soon you’ll be there.
Be prepared for anything.
Don’t be afraid.
End House is waiting for you.
And so are The Dead.

THE DEAD GAME

 

PUFFS OF SMOKE

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Light the dark path.

Through the dense woods.

To the house on the edge.

Where many have gone.

Follow the puffs of smoke.

Through the rocks and brush.

To the end of the trail.

Where many have gone.

THE DEAD GAME