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.
THE DEAD GAME
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panic
TOILET PAPER PANIC
As we pull out our hair,
there’s no paper to spare.
President says to stay calm
while he’s spreading his fake balm.
We shouldn’t clear the shelves
and think only of ourselves.
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
CREATURES FROM HELL
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
