YOUR NIGHTMARE WILL NEVER END

darkestdee:

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The house from my nightmares exists.
Is it real or part of my vivid imagination?
Is part of its facade a skull?
Does this mean that death lives here?
"Yes" the wind echoes.
THE DEAD live here.
Come and meet them.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

darkestdee:

Source | ^(OvO)^

The house from my nightmares exists.
Is it real or part of my vivid imagination?
Is part of its facade a skull?
Does this mean that death lives here?
“Yes” the wind echoes.
THE DEAD live here.
Come and meet them.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

  • The candles are leading us
down a dark hallway.
No one seems to be home at End House.
But the house is beckoning us.
It wants us to follow the flickering lights.
Should we go down to the basement?
What could be awaiting us there?
It can’t be anything good.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

The candles are leading us
down a dark hallway.
No one seems to be home at End House.
But the house is beckoning us.
It wants us to follow the flickering lights.
Should we go down to the basement?
What could be awaiting us there?
It can’t be anything good.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

prettysuicidal:

Once you begin to read,
your nightmare will never end.
You will hunted and pursued
through dark houses, revolving rooms,
deadly traps, and never-ending horrors.
There’s no rest for the weary in Oasis.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
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prettysuicidal:

Once you begin to read,
your nightmare will never end.
You will hunted and pursued
through dark houses, revolving rooms,
deadly traps, and never-ending horrors.
There’s no rest for the weary in Oasis.

          THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist 

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

OASIS

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OASIS

A more beautiful place cannot be.

It faces the waves of the dark sea.

White sand and quiet beaches galore.

You can’t ask for anything more.

 

Life is perfect as can be.

Come and frolic with me.

Tourists visit from far and wide.

Oasis is Florida’s pride.

 

Beware when The Dead descend.

We can no longer pretend

This is a perfect place to be

As The Dead rise up from the sea.

 

THE DEAD GAME

 

 

NEW DAY

 

The waves are washing in.

But I can still see him.

He’s followed me here.

Must not let him get near.

He has returned from the dead.

I won’t let him in my bed.

He wants me for his queen.

With him I can’t be seen.

The tides are surely rising.

My mind is agonizing.

How will I manage to get away

Before the dawn of the new day?

THE DEAD GAME

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RAINDROP

 

The Dead can appear in disguise

As people like you and me.

They can change forms to hide

Like a raindrop falling from the sky.

 

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THE WINDOW

The house in the woods,
Covered by vines and leaves.
Eyes peek out at the sun.
The door stands open.
We walk in.
“Hello, does anyone live here?
Oh, I didn’t see the two of you.”
A man and a woman stare at us.
“Welcome to our house.
Would you like to...

 

 

The house at the edge of town,

Covered by vines and leaves.

Eyes peek out at the sun.

The door stands open.

We walk in.

“Hello, does anyone live here?

Oh, I didn’t see the two of you.”

A man and a woman stare at us.

“Welcome to our house.

Would you like to see the upstairs?”

The woman asks with a smile.

Shana nods eagerly.

I follow them upstairs.

Children’s bedrooms sit empty,

Perfect shrines with dolls and toys.

“Would you like to see the attic?”

The woman turns to us.

I shake my head.

Shana nods.

An empty room faces us.

The rocking chair begins to rock.

Back and forth.

The man’s dark eyes find us.

“We watch End House from here.

We are The Watchers.”

The rocking chair faces the window.

End House looms in the distance.

Who is rocking the chair?

A vampire Watcher?

Squeak, Squeak, Squeak.

It rocks back and forth.

THE DEAD GAME

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AN OASIS

 

An oasis where dreams come true,

Palm trees wave in the warm breezes.

Birds sing a happy tune of their own

Until the night exhales its cold breath.

Torrents of wind fly across the sand,

Covering all footsteps of the night before.

Dark shadows leave behind no evidence,

And tourists remain innocent no more.

 

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A WORLD OF DARKNESS

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Welcome to our world.

Our haven from light.

A world of darkness.

We’re hidden from sight.

 

Dance with us tonight.

Come with us and play.

Music soothes the soul.

Dawn won’t have its say.

 

Lift your demon souls.

Become one with us.

Spread your wings for flight.

Become one of us.

 

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FROZEN BEACHES

Silence reigns supreme.
The sun hides its face.
Palm trees shake their leaves.
Winds pick up their pace.
Hotel stands deserted.
Flapping sounds fill the air.
Dark shadows join the fray
Beneath his icy stare.
THE DEAD...

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Silence reigns supreme.

The sun hides its face.

Palm trees shake their leaves.

Winds pick up their pace.

 

Hotel stands deserted.

Flapping sounds fill the air.

Dark shadows join the fray

Beneath his icy stare.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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THE END IS NEAR

THE END IS NEAR
“Life goes on,
But how can I?”
Lost in her suffering in a town of despair,
Linda knows not how to release herself from here.
She gazes out at the big bright moon,
Knowing full well what it will bring soon.
“Please save us from the...

 

THE END IS NEAR

“Life goes on,
But how can I?”

Lost in her suffering in a town of despair,
Linda knows not how to release herself from here.
She gazes out at the big bright moon,
Knowing full well what it will bring soon.

“Please save us from the evil forces at bay.
We can’t live through this for even one more day.”

Will this night be the same as all the rest?
Fleeing through the night at someone’s behest.
Will they ever be safe again in their beds?
To lie down asleep and rest their weary heads.

“I see a light in the distance.
We can offer no resistance.
They are here for us all.
This night the town will fall.

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LA SANTA MUERTE

LA SANTA MUERTE
Welcome to the black saint of death.
Welcome with my last dying breath.
You grant desires and hopeless wishes.
In return we must sleep with the fishes.
Sacrifices are your pride and joy.
Then you treat us like a broken toy.
You stand...

 

LA SANTA MUERTE


Welcome to the black saint of death.

Welcome with my last dying breath.

You grant desires and hopeless wishes.

In return we must sleep with the fishes.

Sacrifices are your pride and joy.

Then you treat us like a broken toy.

You stand there with your scythe and crown.

And your dark face bears a big frown.

We haven’t seen you for many years.

Now you are back in our deepest fears.


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