LOST

 

Lost to a world of death.

Far beneath the earth.

Trapped for centuries.

Never seeing the light.

Night never turning into day.

A family lost to the dark.

Driven crazy by despair.

Locked in dark chambers.

For eternity.

Lost to the world of the damned.

Only one could save them.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

DEMONS WITHIN

 

A light shines from within.

From a lone window.

Darkness veils the others.

Demons trapped in their cells.

Locked in their prisons.

Waiting for their master.

To unleash its terror.

THE DEAD GAME

ALIVE

 

The house has come alive.

A thick darkness descending.

Snakes slithering in their cages.

Man-eating plants standing at attention.

Tree limbs grabbing my arms.

Roots wrapping around my legs.

The greenery moving closer.

The door drifting farther away.

Will we make it in time?

Before we’re trapped.

What’s next?

Quicksand?

THE DEAD GAME

BALANCED AT THE EDGE

 

A house balanced at the edge.

Daring all to enter its domain.

A black invitation in hand.

We go to the party.

Faced with deadly traps.

We run for our lives.

Down the rocks.

To the beach.

Winds bashing our faces.

Lightning lighting our way.

To the park.

To a gazebo lit by candles. 

A hanging body inside.

Will this night ever end?

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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SNOW IN FLORIDA?

 

The house waits in the cold

in the deepening snow.

Snow in Florida?

Brutal winds charge against it.

Icicles hang from it.

It holds strong and steady.

It waits for us

to give us shelter in the storm.

A dry place for fun and games.

What kind of games you make ask?

Deadly games of The Dead & gone.

Creatures in the walls.

A vampire’s family trapped in the tunnels

beneath  End House.

We’re waiting.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

TRAPPED

 

 

HELP ME

I’m trapped in the house.

The house at the edge of the forest.

A forest of darkness and nightmares.

Why did I attend this party?

An invitation to a night of games.

Games played to the death.

Revolving rooms.

Cages descend.

Blood.

Bones.

No more.

I must get out.

THE DEAD can’t win this time.

We must fight for our lives.

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BEHIND DOOR NUMBER 3

 

BEHIND DOOR NUMBER 3 

Down the stairs we go,
Down to the dark basement
of the deserted End House.
What happened here 5 years ago?

A freak storm is what happened.
The innocent family living here
disappeared into the raging waves
of the Atlantic Ocean.

Now we’re locked in the basement.
We’ve lived through the 
swinging traps and circular saws.
No way back but forward.

Three closed doors stand before us. 
The horrors behind the first two doors 
had almost killed us. 
Door number 3 is waiting.

We walk in.
Pitch black.
Yellow eyes peer at us 
through the bars of cages.

Soon the animals are free.

The game has begun. 


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THE TREES

 

THE TREES

Their fingers clasped tightly,

keeping the light out

and intruders in.

Paths snake through the brush,

leading in endless circles.

The darkness envelopes us,

holding us close to its dark heart.

No way out of this forest,

lost in the labyrinth of despair.

Waiting for The Dead and gone,

who hold our lives in their evil hands.

THE DEAD GAME has begun.

HAUNTED FOREST

 

A PATH

A path through the trees.

Past moss and thick vines.

Bushes are shaking.

Animals are scurrying.

Leaves are falling.

Birds are fleeing.

I must get home.

The forest is dark at night.

Too dark to be safe.

I can’t move.

Vines are twirling around my feet.

I’m trapped.

The forest has taken me.