BALANCED AT THE EDGE

 

A house balanced at the edge.

Daring all to enter its domain.

A black invitation in hand.

We go to the party.

Faced with deadly traps.

We run for our lives.

Down the rocks.

To the beach.

Winds bashing our faces.

Lightning lighting our way.

To the park.

To a gazebo lit by candles. 

A hanging body inside.

Will this night ever end?

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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MIRROR MIRROR ON THE WALL

 

MIRROR MIRROR

Can you see your demons?

What you hide inside.

From others.

From the world.

Fire and heat.

Revenge and blood lust.

Hidden inside.

Is it reflected in your face?

Look closer.

Look deeper.

Can you see it?

I can.

THE VOICE

 

The evil within.

We all have that voice inside.

The voice enticing us to be bad.

Offering suggestions of revenge.

Immoral ways to succeed.

It never sleeps.

It appears in our

dreams and nightmares.

Forever ready to lead us

down dark pathways.

Always on the hunt for

new followers.

We don’t have to feed it.

Let it starve.