The Truth…

~

He’s not the man you thought he was…
You can see it deep in his eyes

That mask he’s worn every day…
Was a thin and fragile disguise

Constructed of smoke and mirrors…
It relied upon casual distraction

Keeping you from seeing the truth…
Kept you away from the real action

As he struck a deal with the Devil
Upon turning the age of Thirty Three…

And in exchange for sinful pleasures
He handed over his soul so willingly

But you would never have known it…
As he kept it all so well hidden

And from the outside looking in
You’d never see all that’s forbidden…

Nor the sweet fruit that he’d tasted
Or the lives that he had destroyed…

Whilst he took just what he wanted
Breaking hearts like childrens toys

But now he drowns in the darkness
Long gone are those days of light

His vision is now clouded by sadness…
Regret replaces those once lustful nights

As the sands of time are running out
And he is counting down the days

All that remains are the flashbacks
Vivid memories trap him in a maze

Whilst he faces up to the grim reality
That his time on Earth is now short

He could not escape this forever…
Immortality could never be bought…

And that fear of what is coming…
The Hell that will be his prison

Fills his cold heart with a panic
As he knows he can’t be forgiven

There’s nothing more he can do
The damage has already been done…

And the next chapter that he faces…
Will be full of Fire and Brimstone…

~

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “It Seemed The Better Way” By Leonard Cohen

The Damned…

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In the cold valley of the dead…
Where the moon refuses to rise…

The beaten and the damned…
Slowly walk, with lifeless eyes…

Carrying their sinful burden…
Weighed down by their crimes…

Committed in the knowledge…
That there would come a time…

Payment would be expected…
For the sullied lives they led…

And for each dark indiscretion…
A strand of soul would be shed…

Leading them to this silent place…
Where there is no form of mercy…

Where their devils and their demons…
Became jailers in this purgatory…

Injecting visions into their heads…
Replaying flashbacks of the past…

A constant and daily reminder…
A mental punishment that will last…

Ensuring the blood on their hands…
Will never wash clean in the river…

And permanently staining their sight…
So whenever they search in a mirror…

They witness the horror before them…
See the monsters they’ve become…

And in their descent into this evil…
Became property of the snakelike one…

Who must carry their deepest secrets…
Beyond earth’s unforgiving cold grave…

Understanding they are lost forever…
With no chance that someone will save…

As it was part of the deal they signed…
Which was then sealed by their actions…

And the small print in the contract…
Prevented any last ditch retraction…

From the cold valley of the damned…
Where the sinners will always rise…

Once their time on earth is over…
And silver coins cover their eyes…

~

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Gods Gonna Cut You Down” By Johnny Cash

Guest Poet Week – Thank You…

A big thank you to all my Guest Poets this week – I hope you enjoyed them

In case you missed them, there is a summary link below to each of the featured poets and poems

If you would like to submit for a Guest Poet slot, please email eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk to be considered
Cheers
J

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https://eyewillnotcry.com/2017/01/22/guest-poet-1-chasm-of-nothing/

https://eyewillnotcry.com/2017/01/23/guest-poet-2-exposed/

https://eyewillnotcry.com/2017/01/24/guest-poet-3/

https://eyewillnotcry.com/2017/01/25/guest-poet-4-fallen-angel/

https://eyewillnotcry.com/2017/01/26/guest-poet-5-baby-the-sky-is-roaring/

Damned…

gjreag

~

I see you out there staring at me…
With a curious mind full of inquiry…
So let me tell you my life’s story…
And you may start to understand…

This is my version of history…
Revealing some of the mystery…
Opening your eyes, so you may see…
The blood stains on my hand…

From the episodes of treachery…
To the pure underhand adultery…
That explain my downward trajectory…
As I walked across this land…

Living a life entombed in misery…
Yet with flashes of spine-chilling electricity…
And infused with such fucking intensity…
But built solely on quicksand…

Where dark forces used their trickery…
Where people I met were so slippery…
Filling me with the Devil’s mastery…
And I fell under his command…

So even Mermaids in the sea…
Swam though my wasted life’s debris…
Refusing to give respite or company…
As I somehow tried to stand…

But I’m not seeking your sympathy…
Even if that sounds contradictory…
As you watched events from the gallery…
And you know I will be hanged…

For my crimes and for my foolery…
During enlightenment and discovery…
That fucked with my psychology…
Where nothing went as planned…

Eroding my powers of recovery…
To bounce back from life’s savagery…
But the judgement made against me…
Means any future is now banned…

And I’ll pay for my skulduggery…
So no matter what you’ll think of me…
As you gaze at my hell bound body…
I know I’m beaten and I’m damned…

~

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Dream On” by Aerosmith

Eye Spy…

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This is a true story…
One that’s seldom heard…

It’s whispered in dark corners…
And ignited by the words…

Never spoken aloud…
In fear of what they’ll say…

As someone’s always watching…
Every minute of each day…

In a story that encapsulates…
The true meaning of desire…

Of the sinful undertakings…
That flicker in Hell’s great fire…

A story that gets buried…
Out of sight, out of your mind…

In a land full of deception…
Where distraction is designed…

To drag each and every soul…
Deep into its black depths…

Where the depraved simply exist…
And the sinner simply regrets…

But is no longer capable…
Of pure thought and deed…

Which was instantly replaced…
By the Devil’s evil seed…

That has taken a firm grip…
Entwined around cold hearts…

From the very first moment…
Like a poison filled dart…

Piercing each and every soul…
And infecting all their thoughts…

Removing all the goodness…
And the innocence once taught…

This is the story of demons…
A story of pure evil ways…

Where nothing is ever sacred…
And nothing will ever stay…

Forever covered up or hidden…
This story will always be re-told…

And if you didn’t heed this warning…
Eye spy the fool playing with gold…

~

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “I Spy” by Pulp

Hung…

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~

Sat in the woods…
Under a big oak tree…

The knotted rope hanging…
His mental state is uneasy…

Whilst the quiet wind whispers…
And tree branches wave…

The warm sunshine glistens…
In a last attempt to save…

As he gazes in wonder…
Of the awe inspiring beauty…

The simplicity of this life…
As the bees go about their duty…

And the contrast it paints…
With his bitter time on earth…

Filled with pain and anger…
Subjected to so much hurt…

That rained down upon him…
In a relentless shit storm…

The never ending trauma…
From the day he was born…

But as flashbacks consume him…
The decision’s already made…

And in this open theatre…
His last act will be played…

Where no one will bear witness…
And no one will see…

This decent into madness…
His final brush with insanity…

Or watch as he climbs…
And edge out onto the limb…

With his mind in isolation…
The darkness will soon win…

Overcoming his fragile psyche…
Taking his ravaged soul…

Dragged along by the voices…
That remain in full control…

And as rope burns neck…
He takes a deep, sad breath…

Offers up his final prayer…
And steps off to his death…

~

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “O’Children” by Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds

“I promise you the truth can’t hurt us now”…

aiafh

~

She woke up feeling happy…
Sun shining through the blinds…

Last night felt so surreal…
Was this finally a sign…

That her life had new direction…
And someone she could love…

He’d come from out of nowhere…
Prayer answered from above…

She’d closed her eyes long ago…
Spoke to the gods unseen…

Begged for divine intervention…
For life to stop being mean…

And like a Black & White movie…
He seemed a real life gentleman…

Treated her like a princess…
Not like the usual cavemen…

Money was of no consequence…
He lavished such amazing gifts…

A man with taste and generosity…
It dazzled the what, buts and ifs…

She was consumed by his presence…
Swept away with such desire…

She’d never felt this way before…
Like walking upon the high wire…

Her head was light and dizzy…
And her heart skipped like a child…

He made her feel so complete…
First time in months she’d smiled…

She was the envy of her friends…
Who could never understand…

What it’s like to be in his arms…
Or to be under his command…

He navigated her spaceship…
Took her far above the stars…

Cast a magic spell on her…
And begun to heal her scars…

His words were so hypnotic…
There became nothing she wouldn’t do…

To protect this special something…
To keep him forever within her view…

Because nothing lasts forever…
And it felt too good to be true…

She knew one day he’d hurt her…
And leave her feeling so blue…

She woke up feeling happy…
Sun shining through the blinds…

Last night felt so surreal…
His body they’ll never find…

~

Words originally written for Iris at https://justme792.wordpress.com/author/justme792/

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