CRIMSON TIDE

Blood runs red

with inky determination.

It fills the ocean

with crimson.

It arrives with the tides

to our sandy shores.

Bodies fall

in the wake of its path.

The next night it returns

to sprinkle blood once more.

THE DEAD GAME

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TIDES ARE RISING

Midnight so dark and blue.
It comes for me and you.
The tides rise to a new height,
hitting the beach with their might.

Clear skies so dark blue.
Clouds are far and few.
The darkness brings night fears,
people running in tears.

I’ve heard about The Dead.
They fill my heart with dread.
It’s time to hide from death.
No time to take a breath.

THE DEAD GAME
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BRING THE PAIN

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The sun hides its head

While the waves rage on.

The clouds turn away

While blood rushes on.

The moon shies away

While the tide meets rock.

Faces hide in vain

While the seas bring the pain.

ONE LAST BREATH

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ONE LAST BREATH

Down in the blue vacuum,

I’ll depart from here soon.

As I float down,

you need not frown.

This is where I want to be.

I will be finally free.

I hold firm against the tide.

Small fish gather at my side.

I feel lightheaded and free

I am now one with the sea.