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A musical trance seance under control by the hand of a shadow
A "Du hast" to a "Loco" To a "beautiful people"
A fraction of symphony, Sent by the gods of rock

Spiderweb rooms an corridor covered with the entrance to darkness set in place with danger light's, Strobe lights, an a fog machine set on auto
A haunted feel to a shack left cold an abandoned.
Equipped with superior beings and extended solo's of 6 string guitar's along with drum's and distorted bass guitar, setting the rhythm for our soul's,Feeding threw 4 large kickers.

This shadow was me
Venom
Decorated in crow face paint, Along with black attire to match my attitude
People came and went and came again
Supporting my and there craving for sublime sound
But one, the one, my goddess, my angel of death came to my dwelling, she came with a message

To indulge in my love

But also to give me a message of misery
To break me free of this chaotic world i was fixed in, with a bite to my fingertip the purified pressure was on
She wore the same colors as I
Only more dragged inline's
More pain, More beauty than she could see
I stared into her crystal corroded bloodshot eyes
I seen deep within herself
I saw pain, I saw hate for her fire, I saw hate from others
I had seen everything and nothing
I arose from my slumber to meet her in the darkness or mothers sleep
To give mother a great vision, a great dream and it was this
My angel of death, Meeting face to face, Eye to misery, Cure to disease, Beauty to ugly.

The words rolled off her tongue like the greatest embrace to a lover
Her words were sweet and seductive
Sprinkled with tears of a suicidal mind and a scarred wrist.
Then in a perfect moment are perfect tender love met with crying eyes and black lipstick.
Within that moment i ingested her misery
I took it and gave her what she deserved

Beauty

After the release of this lover's choice
We met vision and from there i seen the truth
I could never release her from this insanity
Only pamper or even embrace it
This timeless motion of misery will never stop ticking in my heart
Not till it expires!
I miss you.....
Thoughts gone
Everything is lost
Nothings left
Cannot go on

Where have I been
How can I get back
Please save me
Or is it to late

All feeling is gone
I'm numb to the core
Nothings left....
I have lost my way

Save me save me
Darkness.....this I ow
And it shall receive
Hmm......
Thoughts ring in my head
Endless melody's of beautiful song's
Everything seem's right
Everything seem's so real....
But all is wrong.....

Im in control......Im in control

The whisper's
The whisper's

I am in control........I am in control
 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
 Mar 2018 Damien Carmer
Nyx
Its like being in a box
A cube made of glass
looking out at the world and thinking
how could i possible last?
I wanted to die in that moment
Returning to nothing instead
Being replaced isn't quite so pleasant  
I would be better off dead
I wanted to leave this world
I've tried once to escape
But that didn't end too well
I was like a child screaming out ****
Death seemed so nice
So silent and precise
This whole thing could be over
With just a single slice
My mind filled with them
The friends i held so dear
I was there everyday with them
and my heart filled with fear
I stopped them from doing this
Listening to their woes
But now that i've lost my mind
not a single one shows
Not once did they realise
Not once did they know
Because clearly if they were true friends
then surely they would impose
A hug, a hand or even a word of goodbye
They just up and left, taking off to the sky
My love, My world, I gave everything they asked
But simply where that got me was just being outcasted
Who am I?
What am I?
Simply what do you want?
I know I'm not the brightest but I just merely care a lot
I'm done
It's over
That is what i thought
I'll see you at my funeral then lets see who's distraught
Her blood ran deep
So did her cuts.
She loved seeing the blood slowly seep from her wrists
and she covered them up
She broke glass and cut too deep
Her scars are what hold her past-
-Or what's left of it.
She never told anybody
She thought she deserved it.
Now, a year clean, her scars show her
fears
faults
memories
weaknesses.
But she's proud.
Fear.
I wish I never came to know.
Fear.
We try so hard to never let it show.
Fear.
A relentless force.
Fear.
It always finds its way into everyone's course.
Fear.
Go away!
Fear.
Show me a brighter day.

— The End —