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  Apr 2018 Damien Carmer
Dreamer
Insomnia is an insidious thing.
It creeps into your mind,
twisting and curling crooked fingers around dark branches of the brain
altering, deforming your thoughts
its such a simple thing! Sleep is only but essential!
yet it haunts you every night
only to wake up again into the exact same nightmare.
Not yet finished, a work in progress! :)
Just wanted to get some thoughts down
  Apr 2018 Damien Carmer
Aa Harvey
At Heaven’s gate.


Heaven is rumbling with a commotion;
The news is quickly spreading, prepare for war.
Heaven’s gates are locked to all intruders;
False soothsayers did not say this day would come.


Heaven’s people are in a state of fright,
As the angels take flight to guard the light.
Hell’s doors have begun to open once more
And from his throne he bellows orders to go and shed some blood.


Laughter, mocking, shouting, sobbing;
Sounds of death are drums of war.
Iron bars defend the gateway to Heaven;
From Satanic soldiers, marching on Heaven’s door.


Guard Heaven’s gates from inside;
With weapons created by smiths, in times of yore.
Generals lead your angels into flight;
For death is once more creeping, once more seeking,
So let no beast become your plight.


Armies march on Heaven’s gates and for God’s sake,
We shall stand as one; whilst their army stands alone.
In fear they shall march to their deaths and in God’s grace,
The darkness shall be repelled and laid to waste.


No fallen angel shall stand face to face with God;
The Devil was banished long ago to the netherworld.
Another attempt to claim Heaven for himself;
But the condemned shall never rise from their pit of Hell.


(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Damien Carmer Apr 2018
I implore with the word's strength
in front of the empty throne
all the Gods that I know. No one
answered me. I hope that is not too soon
or too late to enter into the Autumn's secrets.

I'm closing the window, my heart
falls down within my chest and I try
to conjure the Moon's light to come closer
so I could reborn from your body and soul.

I remember my mother's face... The tornado
is getting closer and closer... The sky
is above me, the water plays with my feet
beneath the Earth's crust... Torches are burning,
going through the endless night.

Silence is waiting, my soul is waiting,
bitten by love, I sprinkle blood on everything
that still breath, on everything that has been
a part of you. On the hills only the horses
stay still, without fear.

I can't do this no more, my eyes are closing,
I'm falling down and the wind's fury swing my being from side to side and above me a hole is growing till no sky remains. Suddenly I wake up.

Open my eyes and I see the Blue Angel's grotesque face. I'm not afraid, I'm ready for this sacrifice. He screams and swallows me.
P.S. Nothing is better than a new beginning!...
Damien Carmer Apr 2018
Whisper it, don't let them hear.
Be careful; it's them you should fear.
Follow them, do what they say,
And for your sake, don't run away.
Their hearts are as black as black can be.
Their souls chill you to the bone, don't you see?
They'll lure you into their arms and tear you apart.
Then they'll **** the blood out of your heart,
Leave you gasping for air that surrounds you.
I know it sounds unreal, like it's not true,
But don't look at them, don't ask who they are.
Their darkness surrounds us from afar.
Don't provoke them, don't make them mad,
For if you do, the outcome could be bad.
The demons will rise through the land.
The darkness will clasp your cold, icy hand.
You'll remember all your darkened power,
And the demons will rise in the night's darkest hour.
They'll lead you to a darker path,
And you'll be the one to unleash the demon's wrath.
Damien Carmer Apr 2018
you are trapped in a cage..
no one sees it.. not even you..
you don't know what it's made of..
you don't even know where it came from..
but you feel it.. it's all around you..
it is full of strength
that it forbids you to move freely..
it separates you from your wisdom
and it strangles your thoughts..
you are robbed
but you don't know what was taken..
you're in a place
but you don't know where you're heading..
you don't even know how you got there..
or who has brought you there..
you know you've been through a lot
but your memories are distorted..
it is seizing you little by little..
you can't stay but you can't go..
you are trapped but no one sees it..
NOT EVEN YOU...
Damien Carmer Apr 2018
Do you remember when you were a child
And you thought
That when you became a teenager
When you became older,
You would party every night until 4 AM

It’s quite ironic
Because little did you know
That at 4 AM
You’d be hysterically crying
Debating whether to take your life
Or not
It is hard to be loyal
When a friend ignores
The unwritten quiet code
Among better shores

They delicately drift away
Leaving no trace behind
Except unspoken words
That we cannot find

Bound to a promise
Turned to a curse
Our ups and downs
Poured out into verse

Rumors, secrets, and lies
Run rampant through the day
While we helplessly watch
Worn memories fade

The more that we struggle
The harder it gets
To work and untangle
Our huge woven mess

Like a broken record
We cannot mend
There seem to be cliffs
Around the next bend

We have built a wall
That cannot be torn down
Now in a sea of anger
We both stubbornly drown

Meaningless smiles
Can't fool us anymore
I think it is time
We walk out the door

It kills me to say this
I do not want to lie
Somehow I will still love you
I am saying goodbye
An old one I took out some extra buts and ands and rephrased a few lines and the difference is phenomenal.
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