DARK SKIES

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Dark skies are moving in.

The town is dark as sin.

Rumbling fills the humid air.

And The Dead will soon be here.

Hail begins to fall.

Big as a baseball.

Lightning joins the hot fray.

I’m not going to stay.

We must escape this night.

Before we lose the fight.

Wolf has come for me.

I’m as afraid as I can be.

THE DEAD GAME

BURIED ALIVE

A DEEP GRAVE

lifeisthefight:

You can bury me.
Place in me in a deep grave.
Throw dirt on me
And walk away.
But I will survive.
I will dig my way free.
I will be back.
The human spirit cannot
be extinguished.
It will continue to shine
despite evil’s attempts
to destroy it.

It will shine forever more.

TURNED TO STONE

enyaja:

TURNED TO STONE

I have turned to stone.

I’m chilled to the bone.

The coldness is spreading.

Where can this be heading?

Please help me.

You can see.

Life is at its end.

I can’t even bend.

Who’s my deadly foe?

I still need to know.

Leave me be.

You shouldn’t see

What I’ve become.

Leave and be gone.

DID I DO THAT?

DID I DO THAT?

An ordinary day.
When I went out to play.
Into the cold snow I went.
And I refuse to repent.

It was so quiet.
Before the riot.
A lot of screaming.
With people teaming.

I will leave now.
And take my bow.
Before I am seen.
I’m leaving the scene.