DON’T LEAVE ME

 

 

Please don’t set.

Don’t remove your light.

Your warmth.

Your heat.

The nights are cold.

The shadows are long.

Don’t allow the moon its space.

It brings horror in its light.

Shadows in its path.

Please don’t leave me.

THE DEAD GAME

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A LITTLE MAGIC

 

 

 

A LITTLE MAGIC

All we need is a little magic

to bring our fantasies to life.

A little fairy dust

to capture our hidden desires.

A little sprinkle of pink

to brighten our dreary days.

Puff.

You’re gone.

I’m in fantasy land.

 

THE GATES

 

 

THE GATES

The gates encircle the property,

Their sharp edges pointing to the sky.

They deter all visitors,

Keeping the evil inside.

The house holds many secrets,

Some strange and unbelievable.

Windows are eyes to the soul

And mirrors to the unknown.

End House has invited us,

Extending a fancy invitation.

Do we dare follow our curiosity,

Or listen to our pounding hearts?

We are here for the night.

Time will only tell.

Whether we make it to morning

In this unholy hell.

THE DEAD GAME

 

TIME TO DANCE

 

Time to party.

The Dead can dance.

They fill the nights

with fun and music.

Cold to the touch.

Empty to their souls.

Following to a beat of their own.

Heartbeats of the warmblooded.

THE DEAD GAME