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David Watt Jan 2011
This morning i watched Jeremy kyle!
Another father in a useless denile!
Another ***** with the width of a bar stool,
Chucks another father in with the disgusting gene pool.

Miserable forlorn Cattle going to slaughter,
Have more class than your abhorent daughter!
The pity i feel for that wretched child,
Thats bought up in a system that's been defiled.

The onlookers cheer as another ****** makes a jest.
About the poor man shes been using is clothed in some ill fitting vest.
Well done contestant three,
You have proved to us the ***** you can be!

Now please take your rapid leave,
Before we call your **** or boyfriend Steve.
That you've been sleeping with your cousin,
And no doubt have his bun in your oven!
David Watt Jan 2011
You send up clouds of deepest dark despair,
And with my dancing i tried to repair.
While i dance in the light of the coming day.
All of those hearts strings broken will end and fray.

Pull back the cover and bare all to see,
Let my hands cover and retain delicate dignity.
This initimacy that belongs to you and me,
I will protect in every eventuality.

You present all to the world and its busy lover,
But never think of me laying beside you in your cover.
For the cameras flash and beauty bleeds.
And captions raise while gossips feed.

"Who are you to touch an untouchable perfection?"
"Your love corrupts like squalid infection."
"Another man to take the trophy,"
As they **** you in some catastrophy.
A plastic heart that splinters violently,
As he is left in jilted unmatching harmony.

Alone again, you sell your story,
To another scavanger that feeds on memory.
The tale thats told,
Leaves you broken and old.
While the lover lives bold,
In his world of hollywood gold.
David Watt Jan 2011
I'm filling with toxic this despair,
That raps ands clings and pulls my hair.
Silent, severe, screaming,
Kills everything that i have been dreaming.

Your face it hovers just in reach,
The skin the flesh the sumptious speech.
Loving longing listlessly,
Crying out in pain so helplessly.

The fictional cluster, of  memories muster.
The lips caress, as slowly we undress.
Underlying sleeps distress, that bursts out from every tress.
Bleeding down the falling walls, claiming the lover that slips and falls.
To drown in red, in my lonely bed.
Untouched by this evasive love,
No warmth shines down from up above.
David Watt Jan 2011
Awake in a hell that tortures every day.
This heart is renching fit to burst,
My audience watches with relentless thirst.
Dancing in the firing line my vision starts to sway,
watching eyes rigid as hearts strings fade and fray.
Oblivious in loves rythm i cry hear me sing!
suspended on my lovers silver wing.
Then fall together like birds of a feather,
Stain their hearts with your sumptuous melody,
then we erupt in screams that pierce ones dreams,
that in one instance wipe away the elegence.
but in memory lies your timeless remedy,
which force together traumas blood soaked seams.
and free from the flesh you fly devoid of hinderance.
David Watt Jan 2011
Longing again for the turn of spring,
to take me from this world of sin.
No longer will men speak my name,
for before me death will show my fame.

Now they cry for an innocent maiden,
who never returned from the first time she was taken.
The man who kills at touch,
keeps me tightley within his evil clutch.

Cry not for me people above,
just keep me alive with the pouring of blood.
For with his love he kills springs rebirth,
salting the now dead and barren earth.

imprisoned with his revolting seed,
i wish that in his presence my eyes could bleed.
for tears do not turn him from his desire,
to love me deeper in hells fire.
David Watt Jan 2011
The flame i used to see is gone,
Sighing deeply i ask you,
"am i not good enough anymore?"
The silence and the yawning of the door answers.
"Your eyes are cold and hollow."
still no reply it leaves me to wonder,
How much further till the end of the ride?
Until we confess that the love we once held has died.
finally a pained and drawn out whisper,
"theres no warmth in your embrace"
You say to me on the final day.
"Thats because you beat the flames out.
On sunny days when theres no need for flames,
You took out your armoury and slaughtered me."
Still to this day i bare the marks
Leaving the staining all over my skin.
Leaving me to wonder why?
Leaving me to question how?
Broken and undone i woke and bathed in the sun.
Without you here my side is cold,
But my heart is racing,
Freedom that is ever more intoxicating.
David Watt Jan 2011
This cross road that sits before me,
Leads me to a moment too difficult to accept.
On every exit lays some form of pain.

All around are images of you,
To my left is the day long embraces,
Where we used to lay and watch the stars,
Feeling every drum of our unified hearts.
Its too raw to watch,
The burning is still here.

To the right is the last birthday,
Where our kiss roused whoops and laughter,
From all of those basking in the life we had made.
The smiles have died out,
And today is the day of tears.

Behind me haunts those empassioned mornings,
Waking up to your soothing breathing.
And feeling you near me without any contact.
Left alone for so long i cant feel you,
I would pay any fee to have you here with me.

So straight ahead i keep my eyes,
I'm pulled by a feeling that ahead i will see you waiting.
Too strained to stop drink or eat,
I keep the rythm of my desperate feet.

The day you died i went with you,
And now i journey till i can feel you,
Be with you in those remembered mornings,
Smile again in every company,
And hold you in our eternal harmony.

I will walk till my final step
robs me of my final breath,
and so i can see your face,
and fall lovingly into your embrace.
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