Just A Game

Ruby flames of candles flicker and the night air is still
I watch the board as the eye moves to the spirits' will
The other side is coming through, I hear the moans...
A portal is now open, the clock chimes echoing tones
Supernatural forces surround, this is nothing like I planned
Deep fear overcomes me, I cannot move, frozen I stand
M-U-R-D-E-R the word is spelled, my heart races
On the wooden floor I hear disembodied paces
The flames burn out; I am not alone in the dark
A haunting song, words unknown sing like a devilish lark
I am blind in the shadows, looking for a way out, I seek hope
Ice cold hands hold me; this is beyond anything I can cope
Laughing of this demonic, unholy thing fills the room
My last breath exits my body, I know inescapable doom
I now look down to see myself just a lost soulless shell
It was just a game; I'm in a shadow filled world where nothing is well

Yes it is I

Yes it is I, the one who sends chills down your spine
Yes it is I, the one who flashes behind you in the mirror
Yes it is I, the one who makes the untraceable sound
Yes it is I, the one who whispers things in your ear
Yes it is I, the one who stares holes into your soul
Yes it is I, the one who makes your nightmares come true

 

Dancing the Night Away

On a balcony a dashing man in a suit and a ravishing lady wearing a black backless dress dance as the golden-pink sun shines behind them, highlighting their faces. Soft music fills the jasmine perfumed air. Around and around they twirl about. He holds her close and whispers sweet nothings in her ear. She tells him about her hopes and her dreams, and that he is one that is coming true. For hours they seem frozen in time. Her heart is lighter than ever before. As the moon starts to awake his hands become grey and his fingers are elongated with nails a foot long. He digs into her back pulling down and across. He is tearing her apart. Blood covers his monstrous hands. They continue to dance until she is hollow, her limp body falls to the floor. He composedly cleans his hands and returns home. Waiting for another invitation.

The Flock

The sky turns black as ravens eclipse the sun
Ebony flashes fly by, when will this be done?
A frenzy of them swoop down for feeding time
You wonder why this is, no reason, no rhyme
They land upon the unsuspecting crowd
Feasting until they have had their fill
Faces are hidden in this consuming black shroud
They have no emotion, no guilt as they kill
In the terrorized streets the people lie
Bloody and dying, most missing an eye
Why run? They will see you from the sky                                                            
                                              - Storm Sandlin

Night Terror

In the moonlit sky a menacing bat flies overhead
It comes through the window, eyes glowing red
Taking human form it stands over your waiting bed
Swiftly you are bitten, devoured, drained dry, left for dead
Hunger having been satisfied, it leaves fully fed
Once again it takes to the sky, filling all hearts with dread
Now to the place that it dwells, it walks the halls among the undead
In a satin-lined coffin, it closes the lid without a word said

Storm Sandlin

A Storm is Brewing

Dark changes are on the way

In the blowing wind the trees sway

The rain won’t wash the pain away

Like thread I begin to fray

Alone in the eye of the storm I lay

                      

                       - Storm Sandlin