RETURN FOR ME

Source:postblackmetalsatan

My thoughts drift to him.

He fills me with longing.

Cold as the night air.

He returns for me.

I dare not go to him.

I must resist his lure.

Or my light will turn dark.

THE DEAD GAME

THROW YOUR DIRT

lifeisthefight:

You can bury me,
Throw dirt on me
And walk away.
But I will survive.
I will dig my way free.
The human spirit cannot
be extinguished.
It will continue to shine
despite evil’s attempts
to destroy it.

Throw your dirt.

I will be back.

THE DEAD ONE

I hear the birds in the trees,

Singing in the warm breeze.

They know who is soon coming.

To the beat of the drumming.

Wolf is back in book two.

He can be me or you.

He’ll be another body.

But he will be somebody.

We all know from book one.

He’ll still be The Dead one.

Come and join us in the game.

I promise it won’t be lame. 

THE DEAD GAME

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THE DEAD RETURN

Source:flyngdream

The sea churns.

It burns with anger.

Waves of passion.

Ready to strike.

It will hit the shore.

So be prepared.

The Dead return.

For you and me.

THE RIGHT MOMENT

He is watching the town.

Peeking into the windows.

Shadowing the residents.

Waiting for the right moment.

For his return.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

FOLLOW YOUR DREAMS -- CONCLUSION

 

I'm standing in a thick darkness.
Where I am
I don't know.
Maybe in a dream.
Or in a nightmare.
Ahead I see two scenes.
Two choices.

I can follow the sounds of the surf
and join the man swimming in the ocean.
An ocean filled with strong waves.
I can smell the salty air
and hear the pounding waves.
Or I can follow the path of flowers
and walk through the colorful archways.
The sweet smell entices me,
drawing me in.

What to do?
Is one choice better than the other?
The ocean can be exciting but also dangerous.
The path of flowers could be pretty but boring.
What should I do?
What would you do?

If I don't wake up soon,
I will have to make a choice.
I close my eyes.
I open them.
I'm still here.
I'll go with the safe choice,
since I'm a no risk person.
I'll leave the adventure to someone else.

The flowers smell so sweet.
The sun shines above.
I can hear birds again.
Will I see my white bird?
Oh yes.
There it is.
Flying above me.
Did I make the right choice?

Oh, look.
I'm back home.
Where I started from.
I guess I made the correct choice.
The correct choice for me.

HELLO MOON

What if the moon fell from the sky?
One night, it decided to desert the sky.
Leave the dark sky by itself,
with only the stars for company.
Who would bring light to the earth?
Light needed in the dark of night.
Light needed to brighten streets and alleyways.
Light for those saddened by the night.
Light taken for granted.
But no more.
The moon would not be taken for granted.
It would be missed and yearned for.
Upon its return the next night,
it would be welcomed with joy.
Hello moon.
Welcome back.

SAFE FOR NOW

brutalgeneration:

WE ARE FREE ONCE AGAIN.
UNTIL THE NIGHT
WHEN THE SHADOWS
RETURN FOR US.
THE DEAD RETURN
FOR THEIR VICTIMS.