STAND STRONG

One block turns.

The others turn.

At the same time.

In the same way.

Similar to people.

Who follow one person.

At the same time.

In the same way.

Who follow one ideal.

At the same time.

In the same way.

Must life be boring?

Are we but cattle?

No.

Don’t turn.

Be unique.

Stand strong.

For your beliefs.

Stand strong.

You won’t fall.

THE OTHER SIDE

What’s on the other side?

Don’t be afraid or hide.

What will you see?

Will you be free?

Color replaces black,

But watch your friend’s back.

Night creatures out for fun

In the Florida sun.

Mansions to explore.

Parties and much more.

One step at a time.

And follow this rhyme.

And soon you will be there.

Who knew it was so near?

THE DEAD GAME SERIES BY SUSANNE LEIST

FAR FROM HOME, LOST AND ALONE

"Nobody seems to care

And you can't find the door


Can't find it anywhere


When there's nothing to believe in still you're coming back


You're running back, you're coming back for more


So put me on a highway and show me a sign


And take it to the limit one more time"

PINK SAND

The pink sand feels so soft.

Keeps my spirits aloft.

The water is clear and blue.

I want to enjoy that too.

As the sun brightens the day,

All I want to do is play.

TO BE ME

Archan Nair – New Illustration titled “ Hue “

I feel lost and confused.

I feel dizzy and unsure.

My mind is pulled

in opposite directions.

What do I want?

I want to create.

Throw paint on a wall.

Write books.

Compose poetry.

I want to create.

THE HUNT

THE HUNT

It moves slowly.

In the dead of night.

Walking on silent feet.

It draws closer.

I dash into a building.

An empty school.

It soon follows.

It brings with it silence.

I can feel its presence.

Creeping closer.

I enter a deserted hallway.

I turn.

Shut my eyes.

And stand strong.

Darkness descends.

I fall into the dark abyss.

YOU CAN’T FIND THE DOOR

“Nobody seems to care

And you can’t find the door

Can’t find it anywhere

When there’s nothing to believe in

still, you’re coming back

You’re running back,

you’re coming back for more

So put me on a highway and show me a sign

And take it to the limit one more time”

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

I AM THE MOON

“You are the sun

I am the moon

You are the words

I am the tune

Play me”

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I’M A MAN

“I’m a man

Can’t you see what I am?

I live and I breathe for you

But what good does it do

If I ain’t got you, ain’t got?

You don’t know what it’s like, baby

You don’t know what it’s like

To love somebody

To love somebody

The way I love you”

THE DEAD GAME

WELCOME

“There she stood in the doorway;

I heard the mission bell

And I was thinking to myself

‘This could be heaven or this could be Hell’

Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way”

THE DEAD GAME

TURNED TO STONE

I have turned to stone.

I’m chilled to the bone.

The coldness is spreading.

Where can this be heading?

Please help me.

You can see.

I can’t even bend.

Life is at its end.

TEA FOR TWO

areyou-stillawake
Banana Brain – Die Antwoord

Tea for two.

One for me.

One for you.

Mine is sweet.

Yours is not.

Some good sleep

from this old pot.

THE HALLWAY

The hallway waits.

It beckons.

It calls to me.

I pass closed doors.

Cries fill the air.

Coldness descends.

Total silence falls.

I inch forward,

step by painstaking step.

I peek into a room.

Wheelchairs fill the darkness.

One chair turns.

The empty seat faces me.

The room ahead

glows green.

I hear voices.

I move closer.

Men in white coats

operate on a skeleton.

They flicker,

fade,

then become transparent.

Time for me to leave.

I’m strapped to the bed.

The men in white coats peer at me.

Too late.