WHO SITS THERE?

Who sits on my shelf each night? Who casts shadows on my bedroom wall? I move closer. I must see what it is. The head moves. Its hood falls back. A doll’s face appears. A yellow glow in the darkness. Red eyes turn to me. Burning a hot hole right...

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Who sits on my shelf

each night?

Who casts shadows

on my bedroom wall?

I move closer.

I must see what it is.

The head moves.

Its hood falls back.

A doll’s face appears.

A yellow glow

in the darkness.

Red eyes turn to me.

Burning a hole

through my heart.

 

 

MIDNIGHT BLUE

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A midnight so dark and blue.
It’s coming for me and you.
The tides are rising to a new height,
While fighting the shore with all its might.
The clear skies are dark blue.
The clouds are far and few.
The darkness brings us shadows and...

 

 


A midnight so dark and blue.
It’s coming for me and you.
The tides are rising to a new height,
While fighting the shore with all its might.


The clear skies are dark blue.
The clouds are far and few.
The darkness brings us shadows and fears,
And people running away in tears.


Who is able to control the moon?
I’m afraid they’ll be here all too soon.
Dark shadows are descending on the shore.
They’re many but soon there will be much more.


I’ve heard about The Dead.
They fill my heart with dread.
It’s time to hide from death.
No time to take a breath.


THE DEAD GAME

 

ALONE IN THE WOODS

 

ALONE IN THE WOODS

Shadows follow me into the deep.

I walk while others are asleep.

The chill flows right through me.

I’m alone as you can see.

White sleepy lambs elude me.

Though I am where I should be.

Here in the forest on this path.

Sun will rise, it can do the math.

It will find me on this bench.

Next to the one with the stench.

It is past time for me to move on.

Before I’m found by what is now gone.

 

I WALK ALONE

I walk alone.
In dead silence.
The wind flees.
The moon hides.
Man stays clear.
I walk alone.
Death is my companion.
Fear is my weapon.
Hell is my home.
I walk alone.
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I walk alone.

In dead silence.

The wind flees.

The moon hides.

Man stays clear.

I walk alone.

Death is my companion.

Fear is my weapon.

Hell is my home.

I walk alone.

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BLOOD MOON

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BLOOD MOON

The moon is a foreshadow
of things to come,
frightening things,
unhappy things.

Its red glow creeps through trees
to the remote town,
where all are asleep,
feeling safe in their beds.

Creep, Creep, Creep,
the red mist spreads,
down the streets
and into the homes.

The fog solidifies,
forming dark shadows.
Shadows of the night
that have come to play.

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FLORIDA WILL NEVER BE THE SAME

Florida never be same

 

The Dead have taken over.
It’s now time to take cover.
No one can hear
Our screams of fear.

When the clock strikes midnight
We prepare to take flight.
The elders can’t save us anymore.
Very soon blood and guts will pour.

Our paradise is no more.
There’s nothing left to live for
Unless we stand up and fight
With all our hearts and might.

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THE CARNIVAL

THE CARNIVAL OF NIGHTMARES
I open my eyes
and to my surprise,
I’m at a carnival.
I’m chased into a tent.
My reflections surround me
on all sides.
I touch a mirror.
My hand flows through,
my body soon follows.
I’m in a dark basement.
The floor begins...

 

THE CARNIVAL 

I open my eyes 

and to my surprise,

I’m at a carnival.

I’m chased into a tent.

My reflections surround me

on all sides.

I touch a mirror.

My hand flows through,

my body soon follows.

I’m in a dark basement.

The floor begins to turn.

I hear laughter, 

“I’m back.”


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GUESS WHO?

Guess who?

It’s me, honey.
I’ve had a hard day at work.
It has made me grumpy.
I feel changed.
Different.
Do my hands feel furry?
They look furry to me.
All of a sudden I’m hungry.
Hungry for you, my darling.
Come, dance with me.
The night holds mystery for us.
Come with me…

DARK HOUSE

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DARK HOUSE

Enticing.
Dark.
Deserted.
Dusty.
Eerie.
So many words
to describe the house.
Afraid.
Alone.
Reluctant.
Uneasy.
Too many words to describe
how I feel inside this house.
I will take it step by step.
One creaky step
followed by another.
Until I make it to the top.
What will I find there?
Creak, creak.
We will find out together.
Creak, creak.
Those weren’t my creaks.
I’m not alone in the house.
I’m leaving.
Bye.

BE STILL MY BEATING HEART

blackoutraven Kingdom Hearts
BE STILL MY BEATING HEART
Can you feel your heart beating?
Is it beating too fast?
Do you feel trapped?
That is because you are.
You’re standing in a pool of water,
in the basement of End House,
wearing your party...

 

blackoutraven   Kingdom Hearts

 

BE STILL MY BEATING HEART

Can you feel your heart beating?

Is it beating too fast?

Do you feel trapped?

That is because you are.

You’re standing in a pool of water,

in the basement of End House,

wearing your party clothes.

There is a party,

but no host or guests.

The door behind you locks shut.

The only way is forward,

through the falling cages

with their sharp edges,

ready to ensnare their next victim.

Circular saws begin to descend,

looking for heads to slice off.

Run!

Run for your life!

The owner of End House takes no prisoners.

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