Mermaids…

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Holding on to that moment…
Where everything was so calm…

Floating on the ocean breeze…
Far away from any harm…

Chasing double rainbows…
And searching for Mermaids…

Hoping they drag him under…
Seducing him under the waves…

Where demons cannot find him…
And his tormentors have no power…

Where dark spells are impotent…
Even in the midnight hour…

And his soul can be healed…
Given some time and space…

To be able to forgive himself…
Instead of languishing in disgrace…

At all the thoughts and deeds…
That weigh heavy on his mind…

From the insanity of distraction…
To words spoken, so very unkind…

Removing all the dark images…
That constantly flood his head…

And just for one single moment…
Be able to forgive and to forget…

But Mermaids cannot save him…
The Mermaids don’t fucking exist…

They don’t appear in reality…
Unlike the painful scar on his wrist…

As the power of his demons…
Are too much to overcome…

When even in that calm moment…
He fears that the Devil has won…

As it’s too late to find redemption…
And too late to turn back now…

Because even if he wanted to…
He simply wouldn’t know how…

But sealed inside that moment…
It’s so peaceful and so calm…

Where reality is so far away…
And he’s protected from any harm…

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“I married my wife of the day of the eclipse”…

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Twenty years…
Of the love delusion…

Twenty years…
Of cupid’s illusion…

Twenty years…
Of fractured vows…

Twenty years…
Only God knows how…

Twenty years…
Of ups and downs…

Twenty years…
Of smiles, of frowns…

Twenty years…
Said it wouldn’t last…

Twenty years…
Hid behind a mask…

Twenty years…
Navigating rough seas…

Twenty years…
Battling the monotony…

Twenty years…
Forgiving, not forgetting…

Twenty years…
Of silently regretting…

Twenty years…
Trying to communicate…

Twenty years…
Watching scars accumulate…

Twenty years…
Of secrets and lies…

Twenty years…
Eye Will Not Cry…

Twenty years…
Of lies and deceit…

Twenty years…
Can you feel my heartbeat…

Twenty years…
What’ve we done to each other…

Twenty years…
Will we ever recover…

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“Making me high, making me whole”…

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Up against the wall…
In a cheap hotel room…

Senses all blurred…
Intoxicated by perfume…

Sugar lips kissing…
Tongues mingle and play…

The Devil has infected…
Is what they will say…

Underwear falling…
Revealing naked skin…

Sweat begins to glisten…
Exploring deep within…

Thrown around like ragdolls…
In a frenzied attack…

A moment of abandon…
Nails assault his back…

The bed offers comfort…
As their actions intensify…

He moves down her body…
Probes between her thighs…

She whispers and moans…
Lets out a scream…

Is this really happening…
Or is this just a dream…

They met in the bar…
Never asked for a name…

They’ll part in the morning…
They’ll hide any shame…

And live with this memory…
Mixed up with guilt…

Remembering the feelings…
As her orgasm built…

In that very moment…
Realities were traded…

Distraction took hold…
And the real world faded…

Two sinners colliding…
Getting off on the danger…

Addicted to the thrill…
Of sex with a stranger…

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“Are you the one that I’ve been waiting for”…

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His world was dark…
He dragged them in…

Seduced so many minds…
Introduced them to sin…

Showed them things…
No one else sees…

Showed them a world…
Not based in reality…

A life that existed…
Only inside his head…

A place of insanity…
Of fear and of dread…

With flashes of charm…
That kept them intrigued…

Weaving a dark spell…
That dazzled and deceived…

Leaving them spellbound…
Blindly following their hearts…

But he sucked out their souls…
And he ripped them apart…

Leaving them broken…
So cold and so alone…

He destroyed their worlds…
He destroyed so many homes…

Then quickly moved on…
Forgetting their names…

Erasing the memories…
Denying any shame…

Wandering through the night…
In search of distraction…

He prowled the shadows…
Looking for more action…

Then one night he met…
The most beautiful vixen…

Whose stunning eyes…
Defied any description…

Falling head over heels…
He never felt Karma’s knife…

She stole his heart…
And she destroyed his life…

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“You break me down to pieces, watch me come undone”…

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Why did you do it…
Why did you come back…

Subjecting my world…
To a sustained attack…

Casting your spells…
And poisoning my mind…

Is this just a game to you…
Why act so unkind…

You know that I’m weak…
You know my Achilles heel…

Yet you exploit my feelings…
Put me though this ordeal…

Does it make you smile…
To inflict all this pain…

Has it become your mission…
To drive me insane…

And make me pay…
For all my mistakes…

Is this what you want…
Is this what it takes…

Getting your thrills…
By watching me suffer…

Was I really that bad…
Hurt you like no other…

Leaving those scars…
So deep and so wide…

Hurting so badly…
Omnipresent, deep inside…

That have left you damaged…
With a thirst for revenge…

And you know how to get it…
You know I’ll descend…

Because I’m an addict…
And you are my drug…

Which makes it so easy…
For you to smile so smug…

And taste your victory…
Over and over again…

Getting off on my torment…
Getting high on my pain…

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“There is a girl I used to know”…

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She was the exception…
She broke all your rules…

That tiny fallen angel…
With a tendency to bruise…

Who had unrivalled beauty…
With the brains to match…

You should have stayed away…
Should have only watched…

Keeping a safe distance…
Instead you grew too close…

And in the lingering shadows…
You were hit by Lust’s arrows…

As her smile lit up the darkness…
And her eyes just hypnotised…

You fell hook, line and sinker…
Bought into Lust’s sweet lies…

She cast a spell upon you…
Made you think it was all true…

And you fell so fucking deeply…
Into an ocean of neon blue…

That felt so warm and safe…
Where mermaids swam silently…

Your heart was bound and captured…
Your eyes too blind to see…

Becoming locked in limbo…
In between the dark and light…

A place you couldn’t escape from…
And it haunted you at night…

Where it all seemed so perfect…
And the beast was not a fool…

Where there was no need…
To act so fucking cool…

Like a poor man’s James Dean…
A rebel without a cause…

You ignored the true reality…
Overlooked all of your flaws…

And it always ends the same…
But even though it’s far behind…

Those moments that you shared…
Still weigh heavy on your mind…

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“If a child, a child cries would you not forgive them”…

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Tuesday’s child…
Was mild and meek…

Had a sweet voice…
But dare not speak…

In fear of being…
Pushed away…

Or being punished…
Fading to grey…

Trying to avoid…
That cruel back hand…

Which demanded obedience…
And burned like a brand…

To be seen not heard…
Were words to live by…

Survival of the fittest…
“Eye Will Not Cry”

Dodging verbal bullets…
Living with the abuse…

Never getting it right…
Covering each bruise…

Counting down the hours…
Waiting for the day…

That escape to freedom…
Would finally pave the way…

To a new existence…
One without any fear…

One without the pain…
One without the sneers…

That kept on coming…
No matter right or wrong…

As each furious beating…
Dispelled the need to belong…

Until the day it happened…
The abuse became too much…

A desire for self-preservation…
Led to a retaliatory punch…

The abuser losing footing…
Falling down the stairs…

And the key to freedom…
Was contained in a lifeless stare…

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