Down In Flames…

hj

~

You vindictive, spiteful bitch…
Using every word you say…

To manipulate situations…
And always get your way…

Thinking you’re so clever…
You’re above everybody else…

And he can’t see through you…
Through all your pitiful pretence…

That you’re a pathetic little girl…
Requiring his constant attention…

You use him just to validate you…
And in every sentence to mention…

Whilst putting your name in lights…
Like you’re some big Hollywood star…

Receiving his praise and platitudes…
About how truly wonderful you are…

As you need this just to function…
To go about your pitiful soulless life…

It gives you a sense of purpose…
So you use your tongue as a knife…

Living by one rule for you…
Cutting out one for the others…

Making them up as you go along…
But when it suits you smother…

Any thought of his rebellion…
Or desire for his freedom of choice…

You act like his puppet master…
Controlling him with your voice…

Hypnotising his utter compliance…
Making him hang on every word…

Careful to make so damn sure…
That only your needs are served…

And like a poisonous little snake…
Your grip on him is tightly curled…

Keeping him locked in the shadows…
Taking centre stage of his world…

But you’re not fooling anyone…
With the way you play mind games…

One day your spell will be broken…
And he’ll watch you go down in flames…

~

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “God’s Gonna Cut You Down” By Johnny Cash

Heartbreaker…

zhzdf
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What if he said that he loved you…
After all’s been said and done…

What if he uttered those three words…
And confessed you were the one…

Admitted it’s never been over…
That he’s still utterly obsessed…

Craving to be with you each moment…
But his feelings have to be repressed…

As no one can know the truth…
So he buries them deep down inside…

And the moment he pushed you away…
The truth is, he simply just lied…

Because you’re the one in his dreams…
It’s your face when he closes his eyes…

He fell on the day that he met you…
Each day since he’s had to disguise…

The connection that exists between you…
Unspoken memories you’ve amassed…

Wrapped up in small talk conversation…
Never talking about what has past…

Those sweet stolen moments of sin…
The lies that became secret memoirs…

That somehow still burn so brightly…
In-between the battle lines and scars…

Thoughts he pretends to have forgotten…
In a form of twisted self-preservation…

Carrying on with his day to day life…
Without thought or any hesitation…

Yet wondering what might have been…
If the midnight stars had aligned…

If the planets had somehow collided…
Allowing hearts to become entwined…

Instead the potent spell was broken…
Leaving moments of bitter regret…

Within a lingering mist of maybes…
But a commitment to never forget…

And what if he said he remembered…
Every second of the whole affair…

Would the gravity of that confession…
Reveal the truth or just simply a dare…

~

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “I’m Going To Stop Pretending” by The EELS

Unforgiven…

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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

A Ghost Drifts In…

Long time friend and supporter of this blog Nathan returns with a heartbreaking poem as tonight’s Guest Poet

You can read more of Nathan’s work here https://randompoemswithnohome.wordpress.com

If you would like to partake in Guest Poet Week during January 2017, please submit your words to eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk before 6th Jan 2017

Cheers
J
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I’m standing at your door
soaked with panic and fear.
I love you so much!
Please be okay!
is all that runs through my
saddening, stifled mind as
I slip my frenzied note
beneath the breath of your door.

I wanted to marry you that week,
infusing a life we wanted
a little bit sooner because
I needed to save you.
I failed.

I failed because our wedding date
is just around the corner…
December 14, 2016, and you died.

I was too desperately late
to hack your email account,
posting a message as you
on your Facebook wall
delivering justifiable cause
for the police to enter your room.

I was too late as I listen
to your last, urgent voicemail
that prays for me to come over now
because you’re taking all your meds
…and all the heroin
you had.

I had no idea the holidays
would sigh with so much pain.
Days pile on with anxious guilt,
with blame becoming like blades
slicing the eloquent edge
of a sorrowed song
into me.

I know your smell because
your perfume and portraits
are sprinkled throughout this home.
This home that should be
ours.

Victory…

ghgh

~

At the end of a tunnel…
Scrambling into moonlight…

Somehow I’m still standing…
After such a bitter fight…

Not sure how I got here…
Can’t explain what I’ve done…

As the battles I’ve experienced…
All seem to blur into one…

And I don’t feel very special…
I’m not feeling worldly wise…

Despite what I’ve witnessed…
Through these aging eyes…

As I look at the night sky…
And search through the clouds…

Gazing into a star filled void…
Past the Moon’s regal shroud…

Made to feel so insignificant…
Left feeling so very small…

I’m just tiny speck of dust…
In the grand scheme of it all…

Carrying the weight of my history…
But always hiding from my past…

Where decisions I have taken…
Became scars that will last…

Assimilated on this journey…
Like chapters of a book…

Sometimes they felt prewritten…
Other times just downright luck…

Where nobody really understood…
Yet felt they had the right…

To tell me how I should feel…
Never understanding my plight…

And by trying to protect myself…
From those inflicting cruelty…

The mental war grew darker…
As demons just surrounded me…

Trying to drown me as I swam…
Against the vicious and cold tide…

Now they tell me this is victory…
But inside my soul has died…

~

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Present Tense” by Pearl Jam

Vanished…

hojqg

~

When I close my eyes…
And I give into sleep…

The dreams have gone…
It’s black and it’s bleak…

The visions that haunted…
Are no longer there…

The curve of her body…
Her temptress stare…

The way that she moved…
Waltzing round my head…

Have been extracted…
It’s like I am dead…

With my body floating…
On a huge silent ocean…

Alone in the darkness…
Devoid of all emotion…

Pondering the wherefore…
Questioning the why…

Calling out her name…
Into a black starless sky…

Unable to recall her…
The features of her face…

What was once so vivid…
Vanished without a trace…

The feelings she ignited…
The electricity she sparked…

Are dim distant memories…
Held in a grave unmarked…

Leaving a hole in the void…
A lingering sense of loss…

And a stark realisation…
That behind her lip-gloss…

Was a chance to feel alive…
And dance with the Devil…

Live life on the wild side…
Descend to a different level…

But she came and she went…
Like a freak lightning bolt…

Engulfing me in blackness…
Lacing my wounds with salt…

~

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “On The Level” by Leonard Cohen

Broken Down…

piper

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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…

~

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Come Undone” by Raymond Meade FT Justin Currie