THE NIGHT COMES

 

 

The night comes,

Dragging its feet,

Lurking in the corners.

Come to me.

I can’t wait much longer.

Your time is limited.

Enter my domain.

The wind sighs.

The moon shows its face.

The birds flee.

The spirits rise.

Yes, move closer.

DARE TO DREAM

 

DARE TO DREAM

I stare into the night.
I gaze at the unknown.
I dare to dream of flight
Before the time has flown.

When the night comes softly
On feet as light as air,
I can see more clearly
Of what I can dare.

Alone on this hilltop
With the freezing wind and cold,
I will race without stop
To places, I can be bold.

Darkness hides secrets and lies
Beneath its cloak of despair.
Secrets that severs all ties
Until the sun rises clear.

THE HUNT

THE HUNT

 

It moves slowly.

In the dead of night.

Walking on silent feet.

It draws closer.

I dash into a building.

An empty school.

It soon follows.

It brings with it silence.

I can feel its presence.

Creeping closer.

I enter a deserted hallway.

I turn.

Shut my eyes.

And stand strong.

Darkness descends.

I fall into the dark abyss.

CREATURE OF THE NIGHT

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A creature of the night.

Who walks in the moonlight.

Searching for innocent ones.

Who will serve his purpose?

Don’t play his games.

Don’t be fooled.

By his beautiful shell.

For inside he’s empty.

Without a soul.

Without a heart.

THE DEAD GAME

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