CONSUMED BY THE SEA

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Wave Breaking Beneath the Pier, Folly Beach, SC

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It is here.

A force to be reckoned.

It grows by the second,

thrashing under the bridge,

leaving death in its wake.

Leave me be.

My dying wish isn’t

to be consumed by the sea.

I WALK ALONE

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I walk alone

In dead silence.

The wind flees.

The moon hides.

I walk alone.

Death is my companion.

Fear is my weapon.

Hell is my home.

I walk alone.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

UPSIDE DOWN

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Upside down.

Nothing makes sense.

The evil succeed.

The good ones fail.

Life is for evil ones.

Dying is for the good.

If I turn my head upside down,

Will it finally make sense?

WE WAIT FOR THE NIGHT

We wait for the night,

dry from the sun,

weak to our roots.

We yearn for moisture,

petals limp,

stems drooping. 

We wait for the night,

for the moonlight

to ease our pain.

We wait for the dew

to quench our thirst,

to replenish our souls.

We wait for the sun

to lift its fiery head

and begin its daily ritual.

We are ready

to face the new day

with arms lifted.

STEP INSIDE

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The day is dying.

My heart is lying.

Do I care

if you’re here?

You can step inside.

I’ve nothing to hide.

The shades are shut

inside my hut.

I hide at day.

Nighttimes I play.

Come & step inside.

I’ve nothing to hide.

My Battered Heart

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My Battered Heart

The rose drifts to the ground,

Petals dry and wilting in the cold breeze.

A death resembling the demise of my heart

As an unraveling of feelings turns to dust.

A shoe grinds the rose petals to oblivion,

The preferred state of my battered heart.

The wind lifts the remnants of the flower

to circle around me with its dying breath.

NEVER ALONE

Do you dream of people you’ve lost?

Dying to see them again.

You’re never alone.

Your loved ones are with you 

in your dreams

and in your thoughts.

Forever.

UPSIDE DOWN

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Upside down.

Nothing makes sense.

The evil succeed.

The good fail.

Living is for the bad.

Dying is for the good.

If I turn my head

Upside down,

Will it finally make sense?

UNDER THE BRIDGE

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Wave Breaking Beneath the Pier, Folly Beach, SC © Doug Hickok  All Rights Reserved

It is here.

A force to be reckoned with.

Growing by the second.

Thrashing under the bridge.

Leaving death in its wake.

Leave me be.

My dying wish isn’t

to be consumed by the sea.

DISTURBED

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The day is dying.

My heart is lying.

Do I care

if you’re here?

You can step inside.

I’ve nothing to hide.

The shades are shut.

Come to my hut.

I hide at day.

Nighttimes I play.

I search the seashore

for victims & more.

Come & step inside.

I’ve nothing to hide.

THE DEAD GAME

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LEAVE ME BE

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Wave Breaking Beneath the Pier, Folly Beach, SC

© Doug Hickok  All Rights Reserved

It is here.

A force to be reckoned.

Growing by the second.

Thrashing under the bridge.

Leaving death in its wake.

Leave me be.

My dying wish isn’t

to be consumed by the sea.

WAIT FOR THE NIGHT

Wilting.

Dry.

Strength taken

by the hot sun.

Need moisture.

Need shade.

Wait for the night.

Wait for the moon

to soothe your pain.

Dew in the morning to

to quench your thirst.

Be ready for a new day.

THE SECRETS OF END HOUSE

End House holds secrets.

It holds living beings in its walls.

Creatures dying to get out.

Screaming without sound.

Pushing their arms and legs

through the walls,

hoping to escape.

But there’s no escape.

The guests of the party will

soon discover the sad truth.

No one leaves the house

without resulting consequences.

And some may not leave at all.

Who will live?

Who will die?

Only The Dead know.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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