by Oliver Liu
Midnight so dark and blue.
It comes for me and you.
The tides rise to a new height,
hitting the beach with their might.
Clear skies so dark blue.
Clouds are far and few.
The darkness brings night fears,
people running in tears.
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 sky fades to black.
The Dead have come back.
The moon turns its head from me
as the soft ground swallows me.
The dark surrounds me.
Long arms grab at me.
The end might be near,
but I’m without fear.
Wolf is here for me.
He won’t set me free.
I’ll become one with the night.
I won’t go down without a fight.
Dance with me until the moon hides its face,
and the sun attempts to quicken the pace.
From the sunlight vampires turn their face,
and dancers twirl to the light’s frenzied pace.
THE DEAD GAME