“Every single one of us, the Devil inside”…

Please welcome Clive as tonight’s Guest Poet – You can read more of his work here:

https://thistwistedyouth.wordpress.com/

If you would like to be featured as a Guest Poet, please email your words to eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk

Cheers

clive

A thorough disgrace
Thought the ministers daughter
As she lit up her crack pipe
And slipped down the alter
The new life inside her
Unaware her sub-missions
Now mimics her mum
Curled in foetal positions
Suffocating and spinning
From toxins and Aids
Her parents screamed evil
Whilst she cried afraid
Left mute by rejection
The confusion, the pain
As they ran from the answers
That let the questions remain
Like her naive prayers for help
To understand dreams of blame
That still grow in her heart
And darken her name
The earrings, the nose stud
She knew it would rile them
The make-up, the hair
She continued to test them
The boyfriends, the blasphemy
The late nights thrown at them
Her reasons like whispers
Gone. drowned in a swan song
The river on fire
Her food turned to sand
Says nothing of love
And the ironic twists
Of supply and demand
That made her ungrateful
When they did not understand
A way to respect her
Induce or entice
Her thoughts through to balance
On life’s tight rope of ice
So she crashed and froze
To the stone cold church floor
Where she lies hopeless with hurt
Cracked open for more
To dull all her senses
And quench all the shame
To blot out her past
Re-christen her name
For she cracked her head
To misfire on split levels
She both hides from the truth
And slow dances with devils
Her parents so righteous
Simply just chose the former
And shifted the blame
For they could not reform her
They distorted the problems
And helped made her feel cursed
As they dreamed of the best
And yet dragged out the worst
For in fighting fake devils
They disowned her true lies
“Shut up, & damned,”
Like the people of Dedon
Severed clean from Gods hands
And so with these People
My thoughts will remain
Until people know clearly
Confusion breeds pain.

“I figure I’ll be damned, all alone like I began”…

jud

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My time will come,
that much is true…

And I will be judged,
but not by you…

As all my sins,
will be uncovered…

And all my lies,
will be discovered…

And any punishment,
will be handed down…

By a higher force,
wearing a thorny crown…

Not by someone,
with their own agenda…

Whose views on life,
are narrow and slender…

Someone who really,
has never lived at all…

Only sits in judgement,
watching others fall…

Getting pleasure from,
everyone else’s failure…

On the moral high ground,
becoming such a hater…

But your arrows are blunt,
they can no longer hurt me…

I know my failures,
I’m the one who sees…

The bigger picture and
the unedited version…

My whole life experience,
each and every diversion…

Away from the path,
that’s straight and true…

Straying into the shadows,
hiding out of view…

But that’s my problem and
none of your concern…

Worry about yourself and
just leave me to burn…

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“Our heartbeats becoming slow”…

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The big city boy and
the small town girl…

Lust filled the senses,
as the whirlwind whirled…

Under star filled skies,
it was laced with mystery…

Playing in the darkness,
fulfilling fantasies…

Revealing to each other,
dark forbidden secrets…

Trying not to contemplate,
any morning after regrets…

That would surely follow,
in the cold light of day…

But until that moment,
in each other’s arms they lay…

Making a commitment,
to end it all together…

A simple suicide pact,
that would last forever…

And when the time came,
they would find a place…

To lay with each other and
hold each other’s gaze…

Leave behind the madness,
begin a new journey…

Which would be eternal,
one that would see…

Them together forever,
floating amongst the stars…

As light as a feather,
no baggage and no scars…

Just two souls colliding,
a pair of hearts in love…

Refusing to be chained,
finding freedom high above…

But until that sweet moment,
no one can ever know…

As this love is forbidden,
it belongs in the shadows…

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Amazing art by NoteS28

“A man like me, is dead in places”…

Please welcome Jon as my latest Guest Poet.  You can read more of his work here:

http://noblethemes.me/about/

If you would like to feature as a Guest Poet, please email your words to me at eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk

Cheers

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My only friend is darkness.

My God, my mothering God, why have you forsaken?
Why are you so far, when despair my life has taken?

All through the day I call on you, the Everlasting;
I stretch my hands to heaven, weeping and fasting.

Imprisoned in the darkness in the deepest abyss,
No friendly soul, no sound relieves my loneliness.

Shattered pieces of my life lay ugly on the ground;
Dust settles slowly, covering me without a sound.

What have I done, my God, to incite your anger?
Whom have I hurt to place my soul in such danger?

Yet you have cast me down into the lowest grave;
Will you not now hear me, my very life to save?

Dying shards are scattered unforgiving in the wind;
Snaking sinews crawling round each and every bend.

Why do you cast me off and reject me, my Lord?
In terror you unsheathe your double-edged sword.

Your wrath sweeps over me like the terrible flood
As I plead the mercy of your beloved Son’s blood.

This dark prison is mine, and my very own alone,
And my shepherdess calls not in passion’s tone.

Like corpse in the grave, long buried, forgotten;
Left no stone or mark, nor tears for the ground;

Thrown down by your hand, crushed and broken,
And my maiden of grace shall hear not a sound.

My God, my mothering God, why have you forsaken?
Why are you so far, when despair my life has taken?

But my only friend is darkness.

 

“I have become, comfortably numb”…

ang

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Here he lies sleeping…
Deep underground…

The grass has grown over…
No trace can be found…

Just a simple plot…
With memories and flowers…

So peaceful and so quiet…
I could sit here for hours…

A place that’s so detached…
In a field full of pain…

My mind floods with memories…
Under a sky filled with rain…

Refusing to let emotions show…
Keeping tears locked away inside…

It’s the way he brought me up…
Even now I can’t cry…

It’s all floating around in there…
Yet I keep it all closed…

If I open the box…
I’ll feel so vulnerable, so exposed…

That’s just not an option…
So it’s a choice I have made…

And along with all the others…
Grieving will be forever delayed…

Perhaps this is my weakness…
A sign that I’m not strong…

But don’t lay there and judge me…
Don’t tell me this is wrong…

It doesn’t mean I don’t think about you…
Or what you mean to me…

Maybe one day I’ll resolve this…
Perhaps then I’ll be set free…

Until then you can sleep…
Your body covered in dirt…

Becoming at one with the Earth…
And at peace from all your hurt…

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“I began to lose control”…

angtr

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It whispers through the trees…
Bringing the storm behind it…

It’s in the corner of your eye…
Hoping that you’ll submit…

Its voice is always talking…
On a mission to distract…

It takes pleasure in your pain…
And the way that you react…

You’ve tried to out run it…
But it’s always been there…

Hidden in the Moon’s soft glow…
And the Sun’s harsh glare…

It’s watching and it’s waiting…
But never letting you breathe…

As it twists and it distorts…
Begging you to receive…

And give in to its darkness…
Be consumed by it all…

It wants to enter inside you…
And bear witness as you fall…

With a morbid curiosity…
As it assumes full control…

No matter how hard you fight…
It will take over your soul…

You won’t be the first…
And you will not be the last…

It’s had so many victims…
From the present and the past…

You will become one of many…
Who’ve had their soul removed…

Don’t allow it to enter…
You don’t have anything to prove…

It will knock at your window…
And taunt you from afar…

It will tempt and persuade…
Till the door is open ajar…

Allowing it to attack…
Allowing it to consume…

Because it will begin your ending…
And it will bring your doom…

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“I was snug as fuck”…

fuck1

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The days are warm…
But the nights are cold…

And that summer feeling…
Feels so very old…

A long time ago…
A dim, distant memory…

Of us fooling around…
Just you and me…

Experimenting…
Fearless and naked…

Not looking out…
For anything sacred…

Young and naive…
And just having fun…

Our eyes being opened…
To what could be done…

Dark, sinful pleasures…
And sexual desires…

Touching each other…
Lighting our fires…

Lost in the moment…
The kiss and the tease…

Satisfying our hunger…
Both eager to please…

But as your eyes…
Were drawn to another…

I spat out my anger…
And jealousy smothered…

Everything we’d built…
All I thought I knew…

I couldn’t handle my feelings…
And took them out on you…

I pushed you away…
And isolated myself…

Watching you bloom…
As I sat sadly on the shelf…

I lost the warmth…
As you turned colder…

And I regret my actions…
Now that I’m older…

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