A town where the snow is black,
bringing coldness & fear.
Old remnants of tears held back
& times too hard to bear.
Woven from black sheets of rain,
fear covers in disarray.
Anguished & frozen with pain,
dark petals fall in dismay.
THE DEAD GAME SERIES
Beauty marred by destruction.
An oasis scarred by evil.
Florida promises sunshine.
Oasis delivers death.
Do you still want to visit?
The Dead are waiting.
The Dead Game
Candles climb the stairs as sentries of the night.
We’re invited to a party in a dark, deserted house.
No host to welcome us as the door opens to the candlelight.
THE DEAD GAME has begun.
Stay away from here.
Death I cannot bear.
I’m telling a horror tale
with each wag of my fine tail.
Tourists disappear into the thin air.
One day they are right here.
The next day they’re nowhere.
THE DEAD GAME
Round and round we must go.
Our fantasies take us higher.
Will we meet friend or foe?
Take the ride and face the fire.
THE DEAD GAME
Source: delta-breezes
The mist hides the screams,
darkening the blood to black.
Fingers grab the trees for help,
trembling in the fading light.
No one is there to see them.
No one is there to hear them.
As if they never existed.
Source: uurtd
ESCAPE
Run to the exit.
Escape this farce.
Ignore the grinning faces,
the clinging arms.
Breathe the fresh air.
Let no one stop you.
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
The end has grown near.
The end we hold dear.
The sun hides its face,
No longer in its place.
There’s nowhere to hide.
Is time on our side?
THE DEAD are here.
There’s much to fear.
THE DEAD GAME SERIES
Blood red sky at night.
Watched with sailor’s bated breath.
A vampires’ delight.
THE DEAD GAME
by Susanne Leist
