How did I come to be here?

Cold wrapped around me in fear.

No matter how far I walk.

I could hear them move and talk.

Muttering curses on me.

But faces I cannot see.

They surround me on each side.

There’s nowhere for me to hide.

I must get out of here soon.

Before the next full moon.





The landscape is cold and bleak.

I’m beginning to feel weak.


Ice is melting in my shoes.

I’m getting the winter blues.


I can’t find my way from here.

I had thought the town was near.


I’ve been walking for days.

I’m in some kind of daze.


There’s a break in the rocks ahead.

I hope they don’t leave me for dead.


My friends have to come back to me.

Rocks and trees are all I can see.


My friends are in the park playing ball.

I didn’t have to be afraid at all.




A beautiful fall day.

A pebbled path through the red.

I’ve come outside to play.

Fantasies flow through my head.


The leaves glitter red

Until the day turns dark.

I’m safe in my bed,

A red swirl in the park.


Rain pelts the park.

The wind cackles.

I flee in the dark

On raised hackles.


The path is gone.

Night has come too soon.

The path is gone.

Lost in the full moon.





Imprisoned beneath the earth.

Trapped for centuries.

A family lost to darkness.

Stuck between worlds.

For eternity.

Only one could save them.

PREY FOR THE DEAD by Susanne Leist