I walk among the living at day.
They do not hear I word that I say.
They believe I’m alive like them,
But I’m stronger than any men.
I can run like the wind through the trees,
Flying through the sky faster than bees.
At day my true self is hidden away.
People think I might be a little fay.
At night I walk the earth with the others.
They are as close to me as my brothers.
I’m more powerful than The Dead are.
To find me you don’t have to search far.
Who am I? you might ask.
I might take you to task.
Then you will be in hell forever more.
Be careful before you open that door.
THE DEAD GAME