VICTIMS OF OUR OWN INSECURITIES

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Are we victims of our own insecurities?

Our fears define us.

They limit us.

They push us onto the safest path.

The path with the least resistance.

We need to break free.

Shrug off our fears

And pursue life to the fullest.

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WAIT FOR ETERNITY

Boat

 

Take me away in the soft breeze.
Let my fingers flow through your hair.
I want to see your warm smile.
I hunger for your loving touch.

Time for that is long past.
Victims of the battle we now are.
Hell is waiting for us both.
I can see his boat drifting offshore.

I will not let him take me.
I want to share paradise with you.
Warm breezes and soft winds
To wrap us tight in its cocoon.

No more glory to be had.
No more wins for our side.  
Our losses are steep and many.
The mighty have fallen this night.

The sun has set for the evening.
It has not brought you back to me.
I will wait for all eternity
Until I have you by my side.

OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN

THE DEAD GAME

LOCKED IN THE BASEMENT

 

Steps lead to the basement of End House.

The door locks behind you.

There’s no way out.

Water fills up to your knees.

Metal cages descend.

Sharp edges extend to catch

their next victim.

You dodge the cages.

Circular saws sweep through the water.

The far wall holds three closed doors.

What lies behind these doors?

Read THE DEAD GAME to find out.

 

THE TEST OF TIME

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THE TEST OF TIME

Sunset in Everglades National Park, Florida

 

THE TEST OF TIME

We all succumb to it.

It takes its victims.

No one is safe.

We wither.

Dry up.

Turn to dust.

Life goes on.

Until the next victim.

Bites the dust.

And so it goes.

On and on.

It continues.

In waves.

In cycles.

In perpetuity.

No reason to fight it.

Only to accept it.

THE FALLEN

 

Sherbrooke Forest | By Penny Whetton

 

 

The trees have been hurt,

Scarred by the recent storm.

Their leaves have fallen,

Fallen soldiers of nature’s war.

Without a proper burial,

No one will mourn for them.

New leaves will soon sprout

And take their place.

The cycle will continue

Through time and space.

THE DEAD AND GONE

black sparkle rose

THE DEAD AND GONE

A town where the snow is black,
bringing coldness and fear.
Old remnants of tears held back,
and times too hard to bear.

Woven from black sheets of rain,
fear covers in disarray.
Anguished and frozen with pain,
dark petals fall in dismay.

Hell has come to Oasis,
The Dead and gone at its side.
Now hidden behind faces
that are well-known far and wide.

Who will fall prey to The Dead?
I hope it is not me.
I’m hiding under my bed.
I’m afraid as I can be.

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WALK IN SHADOW

WALK IN SHADOW
He walks in shadow.
Blending with the night.
Stalking his victims.
Lighter than air.
One with the mist.
Never seen.
Never caught.
Leaving death behind.
Come out in the light.
I know you can’t.
I know what you are.
Creature of the...

 

WALK IN SHADOW

He walks in shadow.

Blending with the night.

Stalking his victims.

Lighter than air.

Floating in the mist.

Never seen.

Never caught.

Leaving death behind.

Come out to the light.

I know you can’t.

I know what you are.

Creature of the night.

Come to me.

Your time on earth will soon end.

Come out of the shadows.

And face me.

All will know what you are.

The leader of The Dead.

Your time is at an end.

THE DEAD GAME

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BE STILL MY BEATING HEART

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BE STILL MY BEATING HEART
Can you feel 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 End House,
wearing your party...

 

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BE STILL MY BEATING HEART

Can you feel 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 End House,

wearing your party clothes.

There is a party,

but no host or guests.

The door behind you locks shut.

The only way is forward,

through the falling cages

with their sharp edges,

ready to ensnare their next victim.

Circular saws begin to descend,

looking for heads to slice off.

Run!

Run for your life!

The owner of End House takes no prisoners.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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PARADISE LOST

Green Waves

 

PARADISE LOST 

A town full of happiness and joy

Has turned sad like a broken toy.

Where once tourists frolicked in the sun,

Frightened residents are on the run.

Dark shadows roam the eerie night.

Victims abound from their fierce bite.

Hell hath no fury like a vampire’s wrath.

They plow down whoever is in their path.

We must kill the creatures of hell,

Then we’ll have a story to tell

Of how we survived an apocalypse.

A sad but true story from our own lips.

 

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
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