Chair
Down the rabbit hole we go.
Far down beneath the earth’s surface.
Where The Dead wait for their savior.
Arms extended.
Reaching for us.
Mouths held open in silent cries.
As we fall farther.
Deeper.
Past the point of no return.
THE DEAD GAME
I’m lost,
Drowning in despair,
Falling deeper into sorrow.
I want to let go,
And sink to the bottom,
My head submerged.
With no fight left in me,
No will to go on,
The darkness will take me.
Into its arms,
I willingly go.
I’m ready to surrender
To the everlasting void.
Falling.
Deeper.
And deeper.
Into the abyss.
No lights.
No sounds.
Only hands.
Reach for me.
I can’t grab onto the walls.
They’re too slippery.
My fingers slide down.
Is there an end,
Or even a bottom?
Will I be falling forever?
Down, down I go.
Into the abyss.
No more worries.
No more thoughts.
Just the abyss.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
BLUE DEPTHS
Falling to the deep.
I cannot find sleep.
I thrash in the cold.
In the devil’s hold.
Water covers my face.
A dark and creepy place.
I struggle for air.
Current takes my hair.
I’m drowning in my bed.
It is all in my head.
Take me away in the soft breeze.
Let your fingers flow through my hair.
I want to see your warm smile
And hunger for your loving touch.
Time for that is long past.
Victims of the battle we now are.
Hell is waiting for us both.
I can see his boat drifting offshore.
I will not let him take me.
I want to share paradise with you.
Warm breezes and soft winds
To wrap us tight in its cocoon.
No more glory to be had.
No more wins for our side.
Our losses are steep and many.
The mighty have fallen this night.
The sun sets for this evening.
It has not brought you back to me.
I will wait for all eternity
Until I have you by my side.
Linda slides into its grasp.
A tunnel envelopes her.
Hands reach out for her.
Her cries fill the dark void.
“Will I reach the bottom?
Is there even a bottom?”
Her jumbled thoughts swirl around.
She hears a voice yell out,
“Stop!”
The tunnel dissolves.
The stairs return.
Todd waits on the top step.
Linda runs down the staircase
And makes it to the front door.
But the door knob won’t budge.
“Open!”
The door opens
At Todd’s command.
The house pushes Linda
and her friends out the door.
It slams shut behind them.
Afraid to face a new and more powerful Todd,
Linda scrambles to her feet
and races away from End House.
THE DEAD GAME
A walk to the edge.
A dip in the ocean.
A dive into the unknown.
It will soon cover me
With its soothing wetness.
Am I ready?
Blackness beckons.
Fingers grab for me.
Teeth rip at me.
Fish beside me.
Laughter rains down.
The Dead below.
A cold hell for me.
I am lost.
THE DEAD GAME
SINKHOLE
A sinkhole where the house has stood
Lies deep in the deserted wood.
Where has everyone gone to?
The grass and trees are gone too.
A house and garden have once stood here.
Now there is only the ground laid bare.
Could they be in the tunnels below?
Will you hear me if I yell ‘hello’?
I hear rumbling coming from the hole.
The loose rocks are beginning to roll.
I should leave before it’s too late
And I suffer the same sad fate.
THE DEAD GAME
FALLING
I climb down from a great height
As I fight with all my might.
The creatures swipe hard at me
As I climb down to the sea.
I must escape this dark place
As demons fly in my face.
They fly through the sky
And hit me from up high.
Who are these demons from hell?
Their features I cannot tell.
I fall to the rocks below.
“Help” is all I can bellow.
THE DEAD GAME
