The Ultimate Gift

[Lanaia]

Christmas eve when we first met many years ago

That was the night I totally changed your life

Sharing with you my unholy fate

The only good thing in my existense is when you agreed to be my wife.

A thousand years our love we have shared

I was selfish to make tou like me

All these years together I have loved you and cared

But I have a Christmas wish to release you from your hell and set you free.

The ultimate gift to you is for me to set you free

But this gift I can't give you because I love you so

All the decorations and lights and people seem to be filled with glee

People bustling around you can see their faces glow.

Since I love you so I should gladly release you from your hell

But see I can't do that

Because you are the best thing that happened in this morbid existense like being in jail

It kills ne to know you have to creep rhtough the darkness just like a bat.

Of all the Christmas gifts that I could give to you

To release you and set you free would be the best of all

Biut loving you so this selfishly I could never do

Without you my love I would stumble and fall.

[Lanaia]

This afternoon the family gathers together for the reading of your will

To see whom inherits the most from your untimely death

You were a victim of murder, but no ordinary murder, whoever did this had tremendous surgical skill

This sick person cut you to pieces as they watched you take your last breath.

During your life you achieved great fortune and fame

Using the dark arts to become famous within your domain

With your psychic powers you established your name

Telling the future, telling people what you see, made you a queen within this domain.

You never married, so no heirs you never had

But the great dynasty had to be left to some one

You only being in your forties, what happened to you was very bad

It meant you died an untimely death, me being a doctor, if I had been there I would have tried to save you by doing everything I could have under the sun.

Everyone is here now and they are waiting on me

I join everyone else as we look solemn and sad

Sitting down now I just can't believe what I see

What I see I wonder is it a result of the drinks I had.

A floating white mist taking shape in front of us in this very room

The shape of a human form you seem to be pointing straight at me

We can hear a moaning voice trying to talk, the voice is full of gloom

Pointing to me you say "You killed me for your greed. I will never rest as long as you remain free."

[maeve]

This afternoon the family gathers together for the reading of your will

To see whom inherits the most from your untimely death

You were a victim of murder, but no ordinary murder, whoever did this had tremendous surgical skill

This sick person cut you to pieces as they watched you take your last breath.

During your life you achieved great fortune and fame

Using the dark arts to become famous within your domain

With your psychic powers you established your name

Telling the future, telling people what you see, made you a queen within this domain.

You never married, so no heirs you never had

But the great dynasty had to be left to some one

You only being in your forties, what happened to you was very bad

It meant you died an untimely death, me being a doctor, if I had been there I would have tried to save you by doing everything I could have under the sun.

Everyone is here now and they are waiting on me

I join everyone else as we look solemn and sad

Sitting down now I just can't believe what I see

What I see I wonder is it a result of the drinks I had.

A floating white mist taking shape in front of us in this very room

The shape of a human form you seem to be pointing straight at me

We can hear a moaning voice trying to talk, the voice is full of gloom

Pointing to me you say "You killed me for your greed. I will never rest as long as you remain free."

I think you have the makings of a good story here. I think I would consider expanding this into a more lengthy writing. Perhaps develop the characters, add some dialogue, maybe some backplot that sort of thing. That's what I'd do anyway.

[Lanaia]

wrote this not to be scary, but I thought I would give everyone a chuckle for Christmas

TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS DARK OR AN ACCOUNT OF A VISIT FROM THE ELF OF DARKNESS

Twas the night before Christmas dark, when all throughout the house

Not a demon was stirring, not even a louse

The stockings with holes were hung by the chimney with fear

In hopes that the darkness would steer clear.

The rug rats were nestled in their beds but not yet dead

While visions of naughty things danced in their heads

And mummy in her wrap, and I in my hat with a strap

Had just settled for a long winter filled nightmarish nap.

When on the lawn arouse such a ghostly chatter

I sprang from my bed, just in time to watch the ghosts scatter

Away to the window I flew like a lightning flash

Tore open the shutter and threw out the trash.

The moon on the breast of a foul mouthed ghoul

Gave the luster of midday, making things look as if they glow

When, what to my blood shot eyes should bring fear

But a miniature black chariot and eight tiny things from the darkness from which you should steer clear.

With a little old driver looking deadly and sick

I knew in a moment it must be the elf from the darkness that is so black and thick

More rapid than vultures, his courses they came

And he moaned and groaned as he called the all by name.

Now Jeffrey! Now Albert! Now Strangler and Ripper!

On Charles! On Ted! On Son of Sam and o coarse the Night Stalker who holds such allure

To the top of the tomb stones, to the top of darkness and it's hall

Now go away, go away, go away all.

As dry leaves before the wilderness of evil flies

When they met with an obstacle, they may die

So up to the haunted house top the dark things flew

With a wagon full of woes and Sandy Claws too.

And then in a tumble I heard on the roof

The prancing and pawing of the thing;s black black hoofs

As I drew in my hand, and at first I heard not a sound

Down the chimney Sandy Claws came with a very noisy bound.

He was dressed in all black fur from his ugly head to foot

And his clothes were all raggedy and dirty, this poor fellow really needed a new suit

A bundle of switches he had flung on his back

And he looked of the darkness, I'm amazed I didn't have a heart attack.

His eyes how blood shot they were, he was so round and hairy

His cheeks, they really did sag, he really looks like a dark evil fairy

His droll little mouth, a smile it did lack

And the beard on his chin was the color of charcoal black.

The stump of a stick held in his teeth

I stood there saying to myself please be brief

He had like a disfigured face and he could actually drag his belly

That shook when he laughed and looked like he had visited quite a few delis.

He was fat and saggy looking like a troll or an elf

And I almost screamed when I saw him, I had to get a hold of myself

A wink of his blood shot eyes, and a twist, all the way around went his head

Soon gave me to know I had everything to dread.

He spoke not a word as around the Christmas tree he lurk

Sitting his switches all around, then with a yelp and a jerk

And laying his long nailed finger aside his disfigured nose

And giving a horrid look, he seems to have vanished. Where did he go?

He ran to his black chariot, and growled to his team to go

And away they flew very very slow

But I heard him growl as he disappeared from my eye

Happy Christmas to all and on this nigh you won't die.

[AstralCrux]

Interesting, but it misses alot of the flow of the original.

[Lanaia]

In a mirror I would not dare to glare

Afraid of what I would see starring back at me

Would I see my worn torn soul?

The reflection of my horrid soul there to stare?

I would possible see my soul all bruised and scarred

By the awful realities of life's tribulations

A soul which by pain has been marred

A soul which has been ran over by a hundred tons.

A reflection of which I could not be proud

Maybe to look in the mirror and see the truth

Looking as if had been placed in the grim reaper's shroud

Of this I need no proof.

A reflection of a soul gripped by pain

A soul draped in black

Looking back at me is a soul that has nothing to gain

Wanting to hide his face in shame.

The reflection of my soul not a pretty thing

Black and bent by life's unfair game

The awful beast, my tears make him sing

To see my tormented soul, life is to blame.

[Lanaia]

He dwells in the deep dark corridors of my soul

The beast will never let me go

His demeanor is as black as coal

Of this I truly know.

The beast within

Hidden from others

They never know of his sin

His trail he always covers.

The beast within called pain

He smiles at my loss

On me he surely makes his claim

He makes me play his dreadful game.

He wants to swallow me whole

Possess me mind, body, and soul

While he laughs from his horrid knoll

He thinks he is good at taking his dreadful toll.

The beast resides within me

Fight, I do try

I wish he would let me be

What possesses him to do this? Please tell me why.

[Lanaia]

The rain coming down in torrents and sheets

The rumbling thunder, lightning as sharp as a knife

Because of this I go to bed under my cool crisp sheets

This kind of sets the tempo of making you fear for your life,

I think I locked everything before I retired for the night

Little did I know in a while I would really have to fear for my life,

When the lightning flashes it is so intense and bright

I see the out line of everything nothing to cause me any strife.

I never heard the door because it silently opened

As I was about to drift to the land of restfulness

Thinking my eyes were deceiving me

The outline of a man in the middle of the illuminating lightning's nest,

He gracefully walks toward me as gliding on air

So tall and thin his outline looked illuminated by the lightning

Gasping, as he bends over me to glare

Holding my breath as he stares.

Hoping I can wish him away

He leans down closer crazily leering at me

The lightning illuminates something shiny the handle looked gray

The intense pain, the cold fluid I feel someone hear my plea.

[Lanaia]

I accidentally stumbled across this nice little motel

Not knowing that such a nice place would cross my way

So quaint this place, so beautiful with all the lovely detail

This place so delightful I think I will stay for a while.

It's true I've been traveling for quite a while

It didn't dawn on me to get the name of this tranquil place

I was so tired I don't think I could have driven another mile

I stopped here because this place has such a friendly face.

The lovely decor of the room is pink

The color looks as if it's just for me because I'm female

I enter the bathroom and stand at the sink

Thinking to myself this place does possess some kind of dismal hell.

Seeming strange no other rooms rented but mine

I shouldn't be afraid the guy at the front desk was nice

The solitude here is as peaceful as can be

The peaceful serenity here would also you entice.

I stand outside because I want to know where I am

Until I see the name I didn't know I had taken a trip to hell

This place I know now is of the damned

I like to feel over when I saw Bates Motel.

[Homicidalheathen]

Nice one.

[Lanaia]

Do I dare tamper with things I know nothing of?

Is it right to try and contact the other side?

See, you left me here to deal with earthly life alone, my love

I need to talk to you and make sure you are all right since you died.

I am so lonely and forlorn, all I want to do is cry

I must contact you, so I may go on with my life

Always wanting comfort in knowing why did you have to die?

I miss you so you were my friend, my lover, my wife.

I must find a medium to guide me to your spiritual world

I must talk with you, my love just one more time

We will try and contact you, we wait on communication from you to unfurl

As we wait to hear from you, everything so silent just like a mime.

Sitting around the table, we patiently wait for something to happen

Across the room it seems like a white mist appears

Hoping what I'm trying to do is not considered a sacrilege or a sin

The mist takes a form, it speaks, but what you say is very unclear.

I strain my ears as I try to understand what you say

I'm filled with fright but I will not flee

As I listen closely, I make out what you are trying to say

Moaning and crying you say "Why did you have to kill me?"

[Lanaia]

Confess and you can leave this horrible place

Take the blame for the things you did

How can you look in the mirror at that guilty face?

Of all the unspeakable things you did and thought they were hid?

Why should I confess to something so untrue?

Take the blame and condemn my soul to hell?

Admit to something I did not do?

If I said I did this a lie I would tell.

Isn't speaking the truth also God's law?

I won't take the blame I would rather die

I'm not perfect I have my flaws

But about this I just can't lie.

I did not commit this treacherous act

My soul shall be guiltless and free

Everyone thinks the devil and I made a pact

According to society I should pay a fee,

I will never confess that I was so low

The guards are coming time to go

Down the long corridor I walk alone

Dead man walking, step aside, he has somewhere he has to go.

[Lanaia]

Some may not consider this poem as dark but to me it is!

Within the deep dark caverns of my mind, I shall celebrate the holidays my way

I can't cook for my family or physically show them my love

But in my mind, even though they are in the grip of death, I can visit them everyday

I know within my heart they are looking down on me from above.

Only in my mind can I imagine all the fun with the on Christmas mourn

I can set out the presents and have a big family meal

Death took all of you away from me, but in my imagination I have no need to mourn

I can be with each of you and it seems so very real.

I can watch my children as they open their gifts with a happy smile on their face

I can visualize my Mom proudly smiling while she watches her grand children

I can smell the dinner I have prepared carefully with love, this puts a smile on my face

I pretend this because it eases the pain death to me sent.

I can even imagine the children gathered around the fireplace, and the warmth I feel in my heart

I feel the immense love from a family I tragically lost

I do this to keep my sanity, and help ease the pain that feels like a knife within my heart

Fate dealt me a very bad hand, I paid a very heavy cost.

I can see all six of my children, my siblings, and my Mom and dad

All this in real life I have terribly missed

But in my mind I can always imagine what I could of had

Every holiday I do this, if only I could hug them and give them a kiss.

[Lanaia]

As I lie here every thing seems unclear

My imagination runs rampant

I have no control over what I do so I feel fear

The voices within my mind chant.

So this is what they call insane

Not knowing reality from imagination

If every one only knew my pain

People would not look at me and make fun.

From the deep dark well of my mind I have no control

The things I do some body else does

There are two of me one being my foe

I take the blame for everything he does.

In my mind he causes all the rage I feel

How can I make people it's not me but him

If only some way him I could kill

For him I feel like I always go out on a limb.

Possessing my very essence and soul

Evil, deadly he makes me be

On my life he really takes a toll

Please, God from him let me flee.

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[Lanaia]

The creatures of the night sing their dreadful song

On a moonless night in a very dark sky

Thinking this is the kind of night I do not belong

In this ugly place I don't want to stay.

All of a sudden the ground opens

Exposing the fiery pits of hell

As hoping to gobble me up for all my sins

Then all of a sudden I tripped and fell.

The earth totally enveloped me

I could see the bright fire as I fell

I wish where I am going I could flee

As I transcend downward I hear a voice beckoning me.

The voice sounded familiar in an eerie way

It was haunting but yet inviting

Please in hell's fire I don't want to play

I could make my escape if I only had wings.

The voice calls my name and I awake

Terrible dream, don't want to go there

Please I pray no more bad dreams for my sake

And I continue to fall towards the devil's lair

[Lanaia]

Can I honestly say I don't love you because of what you are?

I love the damned soul caught inside your morbid being

My love, you picked me out of all from near and far

Were you scared after I found out the truth you could accuse me of fleeing?

How? I have freely made up my mind to enter your domain

Knowing what I have to do and what I will become, I don't care

By your side, no matter what, I always wish to remain

If I left you, do you think it would be fair/

My life would be worth nothing if I left you

I know your soul has lived many lives! But does this imply we couldn't be soul mates?

After all I know my future life with you, I need no preview

I choose this freely, even knowing my future fate.

I know I shall obtain a lust for blood requiring me to feed off others

I know I will never feel the sun again shine down on my face

But I freely choose to be your wife not just your lover

I shall become immortal, just like you, this way I can always look upon your face.

So tonight I shall freely taste your blood

I shall become a bride in the league of the undead

Together we shall raise our glasses and say Cheers! ! Merry Christmas! Mine holding your very blood

With you, eternal, immortal, forever, enough has been said.

[Lanaia]

I don't really comprehend what's going on

As I watch my queen hold her love as he dies

A sight that sends chills to the very bone

I look to my queen for answers my eyes filled with a thousand whys.

You look at me with tears in your eyes and a solemn face

The look on your face tells me our future

Nothing said between us as I know there is no escape from this place

I know from this place we must somehow deter.

From the look on your face, you have come to the same conclusion as me

We know we must escape the wrath of Octavian

There has to be some way to escape that, see

If we are caught we will be dragged through the streets of Rome, looking weak in the eyes of all that inhabit the region.

My queen says,"I will die like a true Egyptian with pride the Egyptian way."

We dress in our most expensive very best

We must look our best for the Gods without delay

We are about to embark on a long journey to a place we can finally rest.

I sneak the asp in using a basket of figs, see

You hold the asp letting him strike your breast

I am your hand maiden, I will follow you even in death to serve you as it was meant to be

Cleopatra, the queen far better known than the rest.

[Lanaia]

I feel the sea breeze blowing off the Roman sea

The ocean the sea gulls flying such a pretty sight

As the wind blows I watch the swaying trees

T he sunshine feels so bright.

It's hard to believe it's already 79 A. D.

In this gorgeous sanctuary time slips fast

The volcano adds a special touch of beauty to the sea

Only if these times would last.

I feel the earth tremble and shake

The sky darkens as if a storm approaches

Please don't let this happen for everyone's sake

Maybe I can escape with my horses and coach.

Looking toward the sky it's raining ash

From this there is no where to run and hide

Everyone running and screaming as they try to make a dash

The lava is flowing even into the ocean's tide.

I guess we all shall die from this God forsaken mess

We thought within Pompeii we had the perfect life

We didn't ask for this deadly quest

And the lava flows feeling like the sting of a hot knife.

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[Gothmama25]

Thats super fetch!!!

[Lanaia]

As I walk toward my cabin I do so without any fears

UNSINKABLE! Thousands of highly trained Irishmen built this ship

I change my mind as I head toward the deck, the ocean she is so calm and clear

I look over the rail of ths ship staring down at the sea, but what is thisI see? To me it looks like ice chips.

So cold the wind as it blows. I bet it blows across peices of ice

As I walk farther down the deck, so many people still wake

It's almost midnight I think, usually being up this late for most, others think just isn't nice

But being on a big ship most people think if they sleep they will miss something so it is better to be awake.

Every thing seems to be going along s normal as can be

But all of a sudden a strange vibration and sound

I look to the side and see a gigantic iceberg,see

People yelling, screaming, and running all around.

Unsinkable? Right! I think God just proved us wrong

After awhile it finally sinks in this ship will flounder and die

How many of us this night will sing death's morbid song?

Freezing to death, I have always heard is just like going to sleep, I do hope this is the way I die.

I pray to God most of us will die this very way

Life boats being lowered over the side. Women and children first! Hurry, we can't afford any delays

The lifeboats being lowered into a sea so cold and deep

"Nearer My God To Thee" the band slowly and sadly plays.

[Lanaia]

I have always been drawn to this ancient land that thrives from the River Nile

Always knowing to myself the reason for this

You come to me in my dreams, letting me know what I must do in this mystical land that lies beside the Nile

I know in a past life I was your lover and your spell I could not resist.

In ancient times our love for each other was forbidden and condemned

Princess precluded my name so by birth right I was to marry another

I desperately loved you and I could not have been faithful to him

So in my dreams you summon me to the land from which my heritage stems.

You summon me here to bring you back from the grave

You tell me in my dreams you have waited many decades for me to recarnate

So again our love we could renew

You telling me all secrets from the past, so I can bring you back to me , my love, my soul mate.

I will resurrect you from the ancient secrets you have shared with me

But I had to come here, Egypt, the land of our origin and heritage

I had to come to this ancient land to ask the Egyptian gods of your release. see

To let you cross the sea of the dead to be alive with me again, the Gods I must appease.

We are now at the place your remains are supposed to be

I must reunite your soul with your body for you to live again

We see a sarcophagus, Inubis, bring my love back to me

God of the underworld please release his soul, so again I may feel his touch and his kiss.

Your followers bend down over the alter, chanting the words of life to release you from your prison of death

They also do this because they think they will share in our riches and wealth

I too stand chanting the words to bring you back from death

Because our added bonus will be all our wealth.

In my former life you showed me I was a high priestess of Isis

Giving me special powers along with what you shared with me,I am one of the few to be able to do this

As we chant and sing we see a very strangely formed transparent mist

The mist moves over your remains,and the transformation begins, you take your first breath, then we kiss.

You arise, then you are in my arms again

Telling me how much you love me and together we shall always be

Inubis heard our prayers and released your soul so we could be together again

Since you crossed the sea of the dead, you obtain the secrets of the Gods, see.

You tell me nothing can ham us now as you are of the supernatural and the undead

We have committed sacrilege and the others cannot tell anyone

Other ancient believers would punish us probably sending you back to the dead

So no one can remain, nothing can be said.

Your followers worship you and think you would never harm them

But you tell me they shall receive their rewards in the land of the dead

So I will witness that from within you stirs

They will follow you no matter where you lead.

This place, misty, dark, the stench of death

But I am not afraid as you tell me not to be

They follow you and I will watch them as they take their last breathe

They step into the lake of the dead as I hear their painful pleas.

[Lanaia]

Hear the bells ring as they foretell of another new year?

Out with the old, in with the new

Another year I have to live with my heartache, to which I wish I could steer clear

My perspectives now I must review.

I am glad to be alive, but not thankful for all I had to go trough

In the autumn of my life I should be happy and gay

But the hand of fate dealt me a very bad hand, at times I am so sad and blue

I must try and be strong, so I can face another day.

My heartache and loss has made me very strong

I guess some one else may have taken their own life

But my strength helps me cope, the life to which I belong

I do have my husband, the very love of my life.

So another year is getting ready to show everyone it's brand new face

Me praying this year will be better than all the rest

Another year to face with strength, in this life, in this place

Please be a good year, from heart ache and pain I need a rest.

I look to you, my husband, my life, to help get me through another long year

But as long as I have you, I can smile

Being with you, my love, I wish to remain by your side for a long long while

Another year, my strength will help me survive, but also your sweet sweet smile.

[Lanaia]

I am the ruler and pharaoh of all you survey here

I was born of this life and also of another dimension too

Being half man, half God I must make sure things remain good and clear

It is my duty to make sure both sides remain so.

My pyramid was not only built by a monetary way, but by the blood and sweat of others

Twenty-two years it took my builders to build my assurance to cross over to the other world

Making absolutely sure I cross over to the place of my ancestral brothers

So I may watch over my earthly kingdom from the other world.

My pyramid will out shine all to show I am master of both planes

Being built and shown on the Giza Plateau

Where forever the show of my strength and power shall always remain

Knowing others will know of my power from what I show.

My death house shall shadow over the rest

Forever showing of my power and worth

I, Khufu, the backbone and the greatest ruler out of all the rest

Always being able to rule over what was deemed my turf.

I have to make sure in all forever I instill fear

A pharaoh often uses this to maintain a tight rule

Making sure others to the right path I steer

But I must also seem understanding and not cruel.

[Lanaia]

I can't believe you chartered a boat to celebrate my birthday

We set sail today from Florida headed toward Bermuda's way

This will give us plenty of time to get some sun and play

Little did we know later on we will wish we had stayed away.

I'd say we were about half way to our destination, when a mysterious fog bank appears

All the instruments on the boat are going nuts

We stop the engine hoping to avoid going into the fog

We have no idea what's going on, and ti get through this will take a lot of guts.

Stopping the engine makes the boat slow a bit

The fog seems to be glowing in a way, by something strange it seems to be lit.

Oh my gosh! From this strange thing, we must get away

The illumination seems to be glowing, I have never seen anything like this strange fog.

We try and read our compass, but no use the thing is going hay wire

We would like to know the direction we are going, but there seems to be no way

I do wish this would stop, as I am very tired and would really like to retire

But from this crazy situation, it seems no one can stray.

It seems that we are going to enter the fog bank

I really wish I knew where we were

We are coming closer to the illuminating fog bank

Seems like we are going to go straight in, from this strange thing there is no way to deter.

[Lanaia]

I was so excited when I got the call

That I was going to meet some one new

I have to wonder to myself is he tall?

Wonder if he is good looking too?

I wanted everything to be just right

My friend told me to wear black wonder why?

And why were we leaving so late at night?

I guess I'm going to meet a strange kind of guy.

Makeup just right, dress black as coal

I was ready to embark on my little adventure

Little did I know I would end up trying to protect my soul

It was cold I even wore a fur.

We met each other in front of a bar

He was tall, dark, and in an inhuman way, he was handsome

We then headed for his car

All of a sudden I went numb.

"Look into my eyes, my darling girl"

And as he seemed he was going to kiss me

Everything started to twirl

What happened next? You tell me.