THE BEAST WITHIN

zodiacke: Beast by Klaus Wittmann

THE BEAST WITHIN

A beast lurks within us,

yearning to be free.

Tame the savage

or risk becoming one.

FRIDAY THE 13TH

Friday the 13th is here.

There is no need to fear.

Step into the manor.

Ignore any banter.

The party is for you,

only a select few.

I have a secret to tell,

one involving an old spell.

A witch cast her spell.

Our lives went to hell.

Beneath End House, we were banished.

Please wait, I know you must be famished.

Listen to my tale.

The bread won’t turn stale.

Banished for years, we were.

Trapped in the earth by her.

We were freed by a priest,

accompanied by a beast.

We haven’t eaten for many years.

Do not bother to shed any tears.

Please step onto the food platters.

Our hunger is all that matters.

THE DEAD GAME

TO THE LIGHT

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TO THE LIGHT

Bring me to the light

Where demons don’t dwell,

And colors appear to soothe my tired soul.

A rainbow of delights engulfs me.

Raindrops fall to wash my tears.

Music surrounds me in a heartbeat.

I am not alone.

Others have found this paradise.

A place to quiet the wandering beast.

Arms lift me.

Roses entomb me.

I am here at last.

I’ve made it to paradise.

WALK TALL

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THE DEAD will rise soon.

The birds know the score.

They rise in the night

To take blood and more.

The winds will blow hard.

THE DEAD will walk tall.

The waves will rise high.

No one left at all.

We can run and hide.

Yellow through and through.

We can stand and fight.

Are you with me too?

We decide right now

What our plight will be.

I don’t want to die

Or washed out to sea.

Wolf approaches first.

Beast in beauty form.

Takes me in his arms.

Time for us to mourn.

THE DEAD GAME

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OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN --- THE DEAD GAME --- PART 52

To die alone is all I want,
To be free from the monster within.
Nature may have its tantrum,
But I refuse to yield to its master.

"Hell hath no fury like a women scorned,"
But hell has never met a woman scorned.
I will not surrender to the mighty winds,
Nor to the sleet and rain or even the snow.

I stand as strong and alone as the tree.
It has remained strong for generations,
Withstanding all the elements.
No one will take away our thunder.

The clouds dance around in their fury.
The rain falls as sharp pellets to the ground.
The winds whip around us in a rain dance.
But we stand strong against them all.

I can feel his presence.
I can feel his eyes watching me.
I will not be tempted or swayed
By his touch or his beauty.

Wolf alights upon the lone tree,
Lifting his head back to give a mighty roar.
I turn my face from his massive body,
I don't want to fall into his trance.

He leaps to the ground to stand before me
In all his beauty and shining glory.
All who see him succumb to his charms
And fall prey to his whims.

Not me.
I alone refuse to give in.
I love another who is kind and giving,
Who is not a monster but a man.

He crushes his body against mine.
He envelopes me with his fresh scent.
I'm cushioned by his muscular chest and arms.
It would so easy to give in to this man.

No! He isn't man but beast.
A vampire who plays games with human lives,
Who kills for the thrill of it.
I must fight to stay free.

Wolf holds me closer.
His lips move against mine.
I am losing myself to his touch.
Falling in thrall to his beauty.


OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN

THE DEAD GAME

THE BEAST WITHIN

zodiacke: Beast by Klaus Wittmann


The beast within.
Each one of us has
a beast lurking inside.
Waiting to be free.
Free to wreck havoc.
To seek revenge.
Yearning to be free.
We must tame the savage beast.
Refuse to let it take control
of our lives and our hearts.
We must soothe the savage beast.
Or we risk becoming one ourselves.

ROAM FREE

ROAM FREE

So beautiful.
So mysterious.
The noble beast.
They work for us but never complain.
They carry our loads but never hesitate.
They keep their beauty despite their burdens.
The perfect companion.

TO ROAM FREE

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ROAM FREE

So beautiful.
So mysterious.
The noble beast.
They work for us but never complain.
They carry our loads but never hesitate.
They keep their beauty despite their burdens.
The perfect creation.

tulipnight:

The sunlight cannot be blocked by the trees.
It is strong and bright.
It cannot be contained.
It must be allowed to flow free.
Like all things in nature,
the sun shines strong and free.