Twisted Game…

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We walk hand in hand…
Strolling side by side…

Repressing all our emotions…
Hid behind our thin disguise…

Never articulating feelings…
No matter what we may think…

Engaged in a war of attrition…
Where only the weakest will blink…

Our aura burnt with blackness…
Beneath a dark depressive cloud…

Anxiety wrapped around our souls…
Like a heavy, cast iron shroud…

It’s become some twisted game…
Where only broken people can win…

We need to ask ourselves a question…
Where did all the heartache begin…

Just how and where and why…
Did our lives end up like this…

Because back when we were young…
We’d never stare into the abyss…

Our lives were simply innocent…
With a sense of right and wrong…

No complicated shades of grey…
The energy of youth pulled us along…

But somewhere down life’s highway…
We turned left instead of right…

We missed a vital signpost…
Ignited an internal gunfight…

And the emotional war raged on…
Becoming a battleground for years…

We were powerless to stop the fighting…
We were too weak to stem the tears…

Now we fight our fucking demons…
And we struggle through each long day…

We pretend that we’re all perfect…
We make believe everything is OK…

But we’re repressing all our emotions…
We’re hid behind our clever disguise…

We’ll never articulate our true feelings…
In the hope “THEY” never realise…

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©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song :”When We Were Young” by Passenger – for Lorana http://www.loranamusic.com/

 

 

 

Soul Searching…

angel

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“Is this what you want?”…
She quietly said…

Searching for a sign…
As her words struck his head…

He assessed the situation…
Within the darkened room…

Another sinful interaction…
Another nail in his tomb…

Admiring her beauty…
Her matching underwear…

Under Lust’s influence…
He really shouldn’t have cared…

But the voices began talking…
Distracting from the moment…

And stood at a crossroads…
He really couldn’t comment…

He wasn’t sure what he wanted…
But she really was all his…

This stunning fucking Goddess…
Like a Queen Mermaid fish….

Surrounded by an aura…
Like no other he’d ever met…

From the minute he saw her…
Common sense began to melt…

And in that stolen moment…
All his fantasies became real…

But it wasn’t like the movies…
There was more to this deal…

The heavy weight of guilt…
The magnitude of it all…

He was high above the clouds…
It would be a long, long fall…

And pausing for a breath…
He tried to soak it all in…

Burned the vision in his mind…
And then tried to begin…

But his words were so futile…
The feeling overwhelmed him…

And in a moment of weakness…
Began a night of pure sin…

~

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song :”Make it always be too late” by Del Amitri

Unforgiven…

tree-birds

~

The little bird glides…
Upon broken wings…

Burdened by pain…
And unable to sing…

Not able to focus…
On the world around…

Her ears are deaf…
Can’t hear a sound…

Consumed by the black…
That covers her eyes…

Distorts all her senses…
She’s blind as she flies…

Into the huge storm…
That rages ahead…

Battling her demons…
Who want her dead…

Struggling to find…
A sanctuary shelter…

A safe place to land…
Someone to help her…

To tend her wounds…
See her though the night…

Ease all her worries…
Listen to her plight…

Someone she can trust…
With her inner fears…

Hold her so very tight…
And dry all her tears…

Instead she is left…
So cold and alone…

Far far away from…
Where she called home…

And the one she left…
Who broke her heart…

Leaving her needing…
To make a fresh start…

Where she can begin…
To rebuild and live…

As she’ll never go back…
And she’ll never forgive…

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “We No Who U R” by Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds

Soul Searching…

angel

~

“Is this what you want?”…
She quietly said…

Then searched for a sign…
As her words entered his head…

Where he assessed the situation…
Within the darkened room…

Another sinful interaction…
Another nail in his tomb…

As he admired her beauty…
Her matching underwear…

And under lust’s influence…
He really shouldn’t have cared…

But the voices began talking…
Distracting from the moment…

And stood at a crossroads…
He really couldn’t comment…

He wasn’t sure what he wanted…
But she really was all his…

This stunning fucking Goddess…
Like a Queen Mermaid fish….

Surrounded by an aura…
Like no other he’d met…

From the minute he saw her…
All common sense began to melt…

And in that stolen moment…
His fantasies became real…

But it wasn’t like the movies…
There was more to this deal…

The heavy weight of guilt…
The magnitude of it all…

He was high above the clouds…
It would be a long, long fall…

And pausing for a breath…
He tried to soak it all in…

Burned the vision in his mind…
And then tried to begin…

But his words were futile…
The feeling overwhelmed him…

And in a moment of weakness…
Began a night of pure sin…

~

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song :”Make it always be too late” by Del Amitri

“And we know there’s no need to forgive”…

tree-birds

~

The little bird glides…
Upon broken wings…

Burdened by pain…
And unable to sing…

Not able to focus…
On the world around…

Her ears are deaf…
Can’t hear a sound…

Consumed by the black…
That covers her eyes…

Distorts all her senses…
She’s blind as she flies…

Into the huge storm…
That rages ahead…

Battling her demons…
Who want her dead…

Struggling to find…
A sanctuary shelter…

A safe place to land…
Someone to help her…

To tend her wounds…
See her though the night…

Ease all her worries…
Listen to her plight…

Someone she can trust…
With her inner fears…

Hold her so very tight…
And dry all her tears…

Instead she is left…
So cold and all alone…

Far far away from…
Where she calls home…

And the one she left…
Who broke her heart…

Leaving her needing…
To make a fresh start…

Where she can begin…
To rebuild and live…

Never, ever intending…
To look back and forgive…

“Your eyes are open and you’re on”…

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The Owl came to visit…
Sat high in the tree…

The harbinger of doom…
Of death and misery…

Presenting a warning…
That was hard to ignore…

And projected a vision…
Viewed sometime before…

Back in the day…
When it was needed… 

Sounding an alarm…
That
went unheeded…

In his darkest hours…
Lit up by witches…

Who cast their spells…
Sewing voodoo doll stiches…

And left their mark…
Whilst igniting his soul…

Setting his heart on fire…
As he lost all control…

But now it is back…
Looking down from above…

Delivering its message…
With a dark, strange love…

That has little context…
Yet laced with superstition…

As nature’s messenger…
Completes its mission…

Leaving him baffled…
And searching for clues…

To answer this riddle…
That’s designed to confuse…

Like the little Yellow ribbon…
That’s tied to the tree…

Fluttering in the wind…
For him to clearly see…

Back in the dark place…
He saw in his dream…

Where demons thrive…
Amidst silent screams…

~

“What I want, is everything to clear”…

angel

~

“Is this what you want?”
she quietly said…

Then searched for a sign,
as her words entered his head…

Where he assessed the situation,
within the darkened room…

Another sinful interaction,
another nail in his tomb…

As he admired her beauty,
her matching underwear…

And under lust’s influence,
he really shouldn’t have cared…

But the voices began talking,
distracting from the moment…

And stood at a crossroads,
he really couldn’t comment…

He wasn’t sure what he wanted,
but she really was all his…

This stunning fucking Goddess,
like a Queen Mermaid fish….

Surrounded by an aura,
like no other he’d met…

From the minute he saw her,
all common sense began to melt…

And in that stolen moment,
his fantasies became real…

But it wasn’t like the movies,
there was more to this deal…

The heavy weight of guilt,
the magnitude of it all…

He was high above the clouds,
it would be a long, long fall…

And pausing for a breath,
he tried to soak it all in…

Burned the vision in his mind,
and then tried to begin…

But his words were futile,
the feeling just overwhelmed him…

And in a moment of weakness,
began a night of pure sin…

~