RISING

I’m over here.

I can smell your fear.

You won’t be alone.

I can hear your moan.

 

I’ll be rising soon.

On the next full moon.

We’ll rise from down under.

On lightning and thunder.

 

You will not recognize me.

I’ll be different you see.

My new body is strong.

Now do not get me wrong.

 

I still love you, my dear.

Of that please have no fear.

 

THE DEAD GAME continues

LOST AND ALONE IN MY HEAD

Lost and alone in my head,
Can’t fall asleep in my bed.
Waves crashing in my mind,
Death is all I can find.

Take a walk on the beach I’m told
To clear the cobwebs from their hold.
But here I’m alone with the surf,
Lost and alone on my own turf.

The boat’s fog horn echoes my grief,
A loss profound beyond belief.
The soulful sound takes me away
To times more happy I can say.

To times when you held me
And told me you loved me.
Those times are gone for good,
Forget I know I should.

At night when I close my eyes to sleep,
All I can see is our love so deep.
As hard as I might try,
I can’t let go and fly.

So here I walk on the beach,
Knowing you’re out of my reach.
But still I yearn and burn
For a love I can’t earn.

KILL ME

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Untitled by Joe Kennett.

KILL ME

A walk through the woods
On a sunny afternoon.
What could go wrong?
I am alone.
It is growing darker.
The wind begins to sigh and moan.
Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.
The leaves of the tall trees are rustling.
Their rustling sounds grow louder.
Are the trees moving on their own?
The trees are coming alive!
Alive with The Dead.
Just kill me now.

THE DEAD GAME

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ABANDONED

Abandoned Library (by katka.havlikova)

Books sitting on shelves.

Abandoned and deserted.

Knowledge lost.

Potential buried.

Frequent visitors.

The wind sneaking in

through curtains.

The sun peeking in.

Animals walking past

the discarded pages.

But no one that can read.

No one who cares.

The wind gives a moan.

RAISE THE DEAD