A BIT FEY

 

 

I walk with the living at day.

They do not hear I word I say.

They assume I’m alive like them,

But I’m stronger than any men.

I run through the trees,

Flying faster than bees.

At day, my true self hides away.

People believe I might be fey.

At night, I walk with others.

Closer to me than brothers.

“Who are you?” you might timidly ask.

Be careful, I’ll take you to the task.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES

THE FIGHT

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“ View of Mt. Fuji from Mt. Tenjo on a cloudy winter morning
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THE FIGHT
Night into day.
Day into night.
I’m swept away
As I hold tight.
The night numbs me,
Making me cold.
The days rush by
As I grow old.
I prefer day
When the sun...

 

earthporn-org:

View of Mt. Fuji from Mt. Tenjo on a cloudy winter morning

THE FIGHT

Night into the day.

Day into night.

I’m swept away

As I hold tight.

 

The night numbs me,

Making me cold.

The days rush by

As I grow old.

 

I prefer day

When the sun shines.

The night is fey,

Dark through the pines.

 

Night into day.

Day into night.

Days become grey,

No strength to fight.

 

ALONE IN A CEMETERY

cemetery shadows

ALONE IN A CEMETERY

The mist paints a grey.

Hissing winds sound fey.

The trees sway in tune

Under the blue moon.

With long robes, they sweep toward me.

Darker shadows they cannot be.

A statue looms in the distance.

I cannot offer resistance.

An angel turns her face to me.

A wicked grin for all to see.

Her white wings spread wide.

Time for me to hide.

DARK AS THE NIGHT

HIDDEN

I walk with the living at day,

They do not hear a word I say.

They believe I’m alive like them,

But I’m stronger than any men.

I run like the wind past the trees,

Fly through the sky faster than bees.

My true self is hidden away,

I might be a little fey.

At night I walk with others,

They’re close to me like brothers.

Whom am I? you might ask.

I might take you to task.

Take care not to open that door,

You’ll be in hell forever more,

 

THE DEAD GAME

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