BEYOND THE DOOR
Beyond the door, they wait.
Dripping blood will be your fate.
Walk through the doorway
To where The Dead play.
Their games continue through the night
Until the first ray of morning light.
Once you join their pack,
There’s no turning back.
A pale finger beckons to you.
Please hurry to find your way through.
The looking glass never appeared so fine.
Come to me, my darling, you’ll be mine.
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A nip in the air.
A chill in my bones.
The Dead will be here
And in our own homes.
Palm trees will shiver.
The ground will quake
Along the river
And by the lake.
Take me far away
From this creepy place.
I refuse to stay
And see his pale face.
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THE DEAD GAME – Goodbye to Oasis
Big waves crashing to shore.
Can’t take anything more.
Water hitting my face.
I can’t keep this fast pace.
Creatures at my back.
My world turning black.
Fear filling me with dread.
It’s them – the walking dead.
Fleeing the streets of the town,
Sidewalks turn a muddy brown.
The horrors follow me,
Nowhere safe left for me.
I can see the church’s tower.
It used to be the town’s power.
Now it stands defeated and dark.
I must cut through the shadowed park.
What future holds for this poor town?
Where everything is upside down.
The Dead have come for us at last.
We will soon be part of its past.
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Black as night.
Dark as death.
The evil one has come
For me this night.
His eyes shine in the dark.
He sees me and much more.
He walks the earth.
At night he’s the lore.
I cannot run.
I cannot hide.
He knows my secrets.
He knows where I hide.
The roses are wilting.
They crumble in despair.
No colors to lighten their mood.
Only black as they tear.
No footsteps hit the ground.
He walks with the wind.
His body whispers past me.
Chilly fingers brush my face.
He has me in his arms.
We take flight with the stars.
The man in the moon winks.
He takes delight in our games.
I close my eyes in defeat.
He has won yet again.
Cold lips crush mine
As I yield to his touch.
OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN
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Hues of red fill the humid air.
The residents hide behind closed doors.
The tourists huddle in fear at the hotel.
The town waits deserted and quiet.
The woods rumble with music.
Dignitaries visit from around the world.
Limousines line the paths to the glass house,
Where guests fill the dance floor.
Linda watches them laugh and drink.
An undercurrent lies beneath the gaiety.
As if evil waits to raise its ugly head.
The Dead Game has begun.
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The sun rises over the red water,
red from the bloodshed that night.
Bodies wash up on the shore,
vestiges of the parties held that night.
Bloody footsteps mar the shoreline
left by The Dead walking at night.
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Is your heart beating?
Is it beating too fast?
Do you feel trapped?
That is because you are.
You’re standing in a pool of water
in the basement of the deserted house.
A party without a host or guests.
The door behind you locks.
The only way is forward.
Cages with sharp edges
descend from the ceiling.
Circular saws follow.
Run for your life!
The owner of End House takes no prisoners.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
THE PERFECT HUE
The road extends to the sea,
where creatures can roam free.
Blue tinges the sky and flowers,
an indigo of dark powers.
The town lies ahead,
where I’ll lay my head.
Dreams will take me away
to a place with no gray.
Only bright colors for my day
in this new place, I want to stay.
Fear not the witches in the night,
but enjoy each day as you might.
An Oasis waits now for you,
a rainbow in a perfect hue.
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A gate in the woods,
Majestic between the trees.
A doorway asks to be crossed.
A force pulls me to the other side.
Cold air tingles on my bare skin.
Grass crunches beneath my feet.
Sounds are magnified.
New smells stream through my nostrils.
I feel alive.
I feel strong.
I feel empowered.
I walk to meet The Dead.
I sense their presence.
The night brings them.
I will face them.
They will rule no more.
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The light beckons to me,
Calls from deep in the sea.
I’m tempted you can see.
I do want to be free.
I step inside,
Nowhere to hide.
The walls move in.
It’s dark as sin.
A door opens right before me
To a sky as clear as can be.
People walk the streets.
Music throbs and beats.
It’s a town that resembles mine
With picturesque streets looking fine.
My friend stops to wave and walks to me.
I turn my gaze to the sand and sea.
How can this be?
This town can’t be.
A copy of my town.
I cannot help but frown.
As friends join the first,
My mind threatens to burst.
I can’t handle another dream.
It’s not as nice as it may seem.
My town has deadly powers buried inside
And now has an evil twin to join its side.
I cannot handle this anymore.
I had more than enough blood and gore.
The story continues in book two.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
