THE MIDNIGHT HOUR

 

1 Are We Alone?

 

The midnight hour strikes panic and fear
In innocent hearts that can no longer bear.
The horror soon to besiege us all.
Before night’s end, someone will fall.

LET THE WALLS CRUMBLE

2016

 

Let the walls crumble.

The paint flake and peel

I need to get out

from this prison of mine.

My fingers are torn.

Nails are shredded.

But I must destroy

this wall around me.

No one can understand

my fear, my panic.

No one can help me

escape my demons.

This I must do alone.

Brick by brick,

the wall will fall.

A glimpse of outside

is all I need.

The sky appears,

clouds floating by.

The sun peeks in,

not to be left out.

I’m ready to be free.

To fly from my captors.

First, my head,

then my body.

I’m outside on the ledge,

balanced over the city.

I’m free to let go

and soar over cars

and people.

Join the tiny dots below.

Time to fly.

END OF TIME

 

Time has stopped in mid-flight.

Clouds have ceased circling the earth.

The sun refuses to show its face

For time has come to an end.

 

The roar echoes through the land.

Lights flicker in erratic spurts.

The power reaches its hand down

To the silent earth below.

 

My heart feels hollow and empty.

Panic fills the empty spaces.

My love has come to an end

And so too has the world.

 

A battle rages between my lovers.

Built upon anger, passion, and deceit.

The winner takes all,

And soon even me.

 

Todd must win this battle.

His heat must melt the ice.

He must save us from the evil one,

Who holds us in the palm of his hand.

 

The earth shakes and trembles in despair.

A blanket of darkness descends in slow motion.

The battle rages on in its fury.

Clashes of swords echo its thunder.

 

All is black.

Darkness, my only friend.

No sound to direct me

To the battlefield of hell.

 

OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN

THE DEAD GAME

Source:

CREATURES FROM HELL

The creatures from hell<br /> have been unleashed on Oasis.<br /> Flying creatures with human faces.<br /> Paradise has become a haven for murder.<br /> Where is there to hide?<br /> Death will be among us<br /> until the sun rises in the morning.<br /> THE DEAD love their games.<br /> THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist<br /> http://www.amazon.com/author/susanneleist

The creatures from hell

have been unleashed on Oasis.

Flying creatures with human faces.

Paradise has become a haven for murder.

Where is there to hide?

Death will be among us all too soon.

Until the sun rises in the morning.

THE DEAD love their games.

THE DEAD GAME

http://www.amazon.com/author/susanneleist