“I once was blind but now I see”…

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Entered in Nineteen Seventy Three…

Born into a dysfunctional family…

In a world verging on insanity…

With so much confusion for all to see…

Emotional blackmail the silver currency…

Each word spoken with bitter cruelty…

Used to pile on such painful misery…

That eroded any chance of purity…

And clouded any kind of clarity…

In regards to his true identity…

Requiring years of cold, hard therapy…

And would end so very horribly…

Sapping any dregs of sympathy…

From people in the industry…

Who laughed at the turmoil of history…

And derided all his claims of tyranny…

Leaving his tears to fall wearily…

Questioning all remaining sanity…

And whilst others mocked his sincerity…

His best laid plans were made secretly…

Never leaving it to serendipity…

And forging a life of mystery…

In a world removed from visibility…

Whilst creating the unique ability…

To experience life so stealthily…

And grasping every opportunity…

To dine in the Devil’s own company…

Becoming the man he wanted to be…

Despite acting so fucking childishly…

And the pleasure ending so painfully…

Locking away memories without a key…

As the storm raged on, so violently…

And “THEY” attacked, so silently…

Whilst he tried to carry on defiantly…

Becoming an outcast of society…

But carrying his scars so eloquently…

Alongside his quest for sobriety…

A battle he fought so privately…

But would never end up positively…

For the child who became inevitably…

Lost since Nineteen Seventy Three…

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“I got a feeling that just won’t go away”…

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Staring into the eye of a storm…
With both of us refusing to blink…
This dark cloud gathered as I was born…
Leaving my mind clear to think…

Though it may look a bit confusing…
And it may appear out of all control…
In the moment of my choosing…
I’ll shake the dice and roll…

And take the chance to change…
To push them all away…
All the monsters, the weird and strange…
And my demons I will one day slay…

Because “THEY” never feared romancing…
Or allowed their true feelings to show…
But warned about ladies dancing…
In the light of the moon’s Red glow…

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“He’ll appear out of nowhere, but he ain’t what he seems”…

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With unseen, undead faces…
These ghosts don’t make a sound…
Hidden in dark cold spaces…
Beneath our feet, deep underground…
 
They prefer to inhabit shadows…
Avoiding the day and bright sunlight…
No reflection appears in the windows…
As they prowl and control the night…
 
With a rampant taste for blood…
Stemming from a dark and ancient time…
They somehow survived the great flood…
Never paying for their heinous crimes…
 
Condemned with a never ending curse…
That began with such a sexually charged kiss…
Now it’s an unquenchable thirst…
Their old life they will never miss…
 
They appear seductive and emotional…
As they feed off our human life force…
To their leader they’re devotional…
And show their victims no remorse…
 
The blood has stained their Red right hands…
It’s been that way throughout the years…
These creatures walk across our land…
Killing our hopes, drinking our tears…

But nothing now can stop them…
Not holy water, wooden stake or hells fire…
We may judge and then condemn….
But our souls they will aquire…

With unseen, undead faces…
Silent screams echo all around…
As the fire still brightly blazes…
Hearts burn upon holy ground…

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Photo by Yann G