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May 2011 · 805
Wild wondering.
David Watt May 2011
Unchained and unbound,
I'm running to no finish.
Famous loved fury,
Blood is running undiminished.

With these teeth,
The flesh I tear.
With these words,
In anger I share!

Twisted and peverse,
I'm enjoying every second.
Delicious pure obscenity,
The fires burn and beckon.

With my eyes,
I consume each emotion,
My presence is toxic,
Like an unlabled potion.

Till chains reach in,
Constrict and bind.
The passion dwindles,
Moralitys so blind.

In my mind,
I'm scared to find,
The damage that is now entwined.
In corners where no light has shined.
I had a nightmare the night i wrote this, it was a rather terrifying dream, I didnt feel myself throughout the whole thing. It was like I was myself but with no inhibitions, just pure desire and limitless anger, though it was scary it was strangely addictive, at the same moment I was desperate to wake up, but equally so confused that I wanted to stay dreaming....I am never going on a coffee binge ever again.......
May 2011 · 1.3k
The art of love making.
David Watt May 2011
Blissfull in blues,
And moral decline,
Kissing deeply,
Making you want me,
Completely everytime.

Faithless and new,
Moving subtly in time.
Possessing desperately,
Making you need me,
Unconditionally mine.

Endless and bound,
Together like rhyme.
Holding tightly,
Making you love me.
In union for ever we shine.
Apr 2011 · 684
Day dream lover
David Watt Apr 2011
You are the sweetest dreams,
and alluring songs,
The honey'd days,
and warmest nights.

In my mind i am not scared,
of lonely silence,
of bitter hours,
of colder years.

In my hands air entwines,
flowing softly,
like imagined hair,
dazed in beauty,
we can but stare.

Then with a start,
it all but flitters.
Nothing in place,
nothing to quell,
the hearts loving pace.
Apr 2011 · 467
I still don't know
David Watt Apr 2011
I stay awake late every night,
Waiting for what?
I still don't know.
There is this feeling that something....
Someone will happen upon me.
What their appearance means?
I still don't know
The voice i imagine in my dreams,
Is smooth and fluid,
Its power causing hairs to rise,
What it says?
I still don't know.
How many times will he visit dreams?
How many  days will i wait?
How many nights will i wait?
I still don't know.
Apr 2011 · 407
Magic
David Watt Apr 2011
To click your fingers and feel them burn,
To speak a line and watch all freeze.
All this power i want and need!

To lift you clear of all who desire,
So i can keep you perfect and clean.
For your attention i beg and pleed!

Magic is the minds greatest power,
I dream of growing ever stronger,
so in my presence your beauty feeds!
Apr 2011 · 608
Wise hearts guidence
David Watt Apr 2011
I want something new,
That isn't love.
Love is old,
Over praised.
Too many sing,
About the joys,
Too many write,
About the pain.
Turn the page,
And feel the clean,
The gleam,
The ease of the unseen.

Feel something strong
That isn't frail,
Over used
In senseless gesture,
Given to the credit
Of a meaningless moment,
That is consumed in
Repeated pattern.
Shut your mouth,
And hear the silence,
The omnipotence,
And wise hearts guidence.
Apr 2011 · 558
Tears of concrete
David Watt Apr 2011
Every drop that falls chains me further,
dragging me to the floor,
trapping me in anguish and misery.
"Blackest mourning lace,
Stiffest upper lip."
These lines I whisper softly,
hiding the weakness subtley.

I feel the bruises of every impact,
Bludgeoning blocks of liquid torture,
falling on acute senses.
the tears that stain,
on satin clean and plain.
Apr 2011 · 501
Put a price on.
David Watt Apr 2011
Its a question not many can answer,
What is the price you pay to give away:
The identity you built from nothing,
The soul you patched together with sticky tape?
These trinkets are worthless to the buyer,
but to me their worth seems ever higher.

Needing just a little respite,
What would you give for that single second?
The last breath your lungs will breath.
The smile you keep locked and secure.
Tokens to a drunken gamblers addiction,
who wins you over with fanciful arts of fiction.
David Watt Mar 2011
Her lips are red as rose hips,
Her smile like a thousand diamonds.
But her beauty does nothing to obscure,
the feeling and rapture that I endure.

Her voice sings like birdsong,
Her hair falls like silk and satin.
His laughter pulls me to enthralled affection,
That I hide away in royal discretion.

To love her is what I desire,
But never do our eyes ignite.
Whereas his burn with heated browns,
That in intensity and passion drown.

She sees the glimpses put to side,
Her dissapointment true and undisguised.
She sighs so softly then steps away,
Aware that the crown is what she's paid.

With one pained and honest look,
To the brother and prince that stands behind.
Confession printed on every line,
Knowing that his desire is equal to mine.

The Princess leaves,
The Prince he lingers,
A single kiss he grants to fingers.
Then to the night he quietly whispers.

"You are mine and i am yours,
And in your presence my heart it soars,
On holy wings it climbs ever higher,
And burns as deeply as hells red fire.
So kiss me once and do not delay,
For i will be gone by the light of day.
To the horizon and out of sight,
To free us both from our sleepless nights."

And with those words a knife did render,
Tearing deep with no surrender.
The price I would have paid,
To make my prince stay,
Haunts me to this very day.
Yeah i'm not so sure about this poems ending, if anyone has any suggestions they would be greatly appreciated lol!!
David Watt Mar 2011
I am done with love,
giving till all is gone,
feeling till all is numb.
I push aside all that weakens,
and makes me subject to loves affliction.

Feel happy now,
please cry no more,
in empty rooms,
behind locked doors.
I disown all that scorn me,
for giving up on childish fantasy.

I've never felt and relished in love,
So i cannot miss it,
I cannot need that which I've never felt.
love a fatal addiction,
that clings with painful friction.

I cast aside my heart this day,
and dream of days untouched by grey.
take me to an innocent garden,
where love is dead and never pardoned.
Mar 2011 · 1.1k
Spoiled
David Watt Mar 2011
I'm young but aged at heart,
I'm content but desperate in mind.
Loving but never feeling its return,
Cold and jaded I hide behind:
A wintered abandoned art of patience,
A bite thats hard and unrelenting.
A Tearing temper spent to embers,

To all that mock me i make bleed.
To kiss me is poisenous,
For my heart beat is venomous.
Take a chance and feel corrosion.
**** a shadow and feel it drain you,

You will never be the one i run too.
You will never undo what has been done.
You are the reason there is no colour,
In hollow eyes and skin so lifeless.
Mar 2011 · 536
A new start
David Watt Mar 2011
Holding on to my own hand,
Breathing deeply into a new day.
Eyeing the edge of the douvet,
Considering what lies on the otherside.

They are not here this morning,
There are no phantoms in my mind.
Pulling me to stay asleep,
Urging me to give another day.

Mourning something that never was,
is a stupid and relentless task,
with no satisfaction or conclusion.
No.

Today is a new day,
Today is a new me,
Today is a new life,
Starting without the preoccupation,
And self deprication and endless isolation.
Breath deep and enjoy the new,
thats the lesson i give to you.
Mar 2011 · 942
Atonement
David Watt Mar 2011
Give me guidance,
When my life is in subsidance,
Leaning to the cold and lonely,
Dreaming of the missing one and only.

We may not need to be at heed,
But in the passion and company feed.
Devouring every single second,
Feeling the pulses grab and beckon.

Who wants the money and richest life,
When emotion stabs like a subtle knife.
Killing the strength asleep inside,
Leaving me seeking again to give and confide.

Happy i am in this very moment,
But soon to pay my heart atonement,
For the years ive ignored its cravings,
Has left it barren mad and raving.
Feb 2011 · 954
Sheer devotion
David Watt Feb 2011
I'm holding you with sheer devotion,
Nothing can steal away all this emotion.
These are the final days of you and me,
Melting into a seamless sea,

For time is a weapon thats used against us,
Drawing blood and tearing between us.
Upon something once so perfect and pure,
Used on innocence to bend and lure.

Holding you closer as breaths draw thiner,
Weeping softly for in death theres no winner.

You from me,
me from you,
there must be something you can do!
Feb 2011 · 866
My heartache is thunder.
David Watt Feb 2011
This is a poem of sincerest confession,
I feel strangled and undead trapped in affection.
Every where you touch is spoiled and addicting,
By fake embraces and loveless acting.

Too many times have u kissed me deeply,
Too many times have you melted me completely.
Robbed of my own dignity,
I bend to your will repeatedly.

Till the night thats is a heartbreak,
The kiss you gave that made my world quake.
On her lips you gave the sumtuous gift,
Your posture announced the final shift.

How i begged to be the one you loved,
Torn now and broken aside im shoved.
The tears cant fall for no more live,
This time its final uncaged no more to give.

The beating bliss died tonight,
No longer a fool to a fools delight.
I can't stop loving you obsessively,
But i can turn to hating you so passionately.

Give me strength if a God will listen,
To rid of this heart and tears that glisten,
I've cried enough over empty nights,
I want to feel nothing in vacant delight.

Kiss me now demon of dark temptation,
And fill my mind with evil contemplation.
Of pouring souls and hatefilled Slumber,
For from this point my heartache is thunder.
David Watt Feb 2011
These days are darker as of late,
Wallowing in purgatory with a stolen fate.
The cords of life have been cut,
And on this sentiment my eyes are shut.

There is no cure no aleviation,
Bound to the dark in subjucation.
Words glisten on silken silver wings,
But in darkness the silks warn and sways too thin.

I'm done with fighting you oh lord and master,
Make this end come ever faster.
For everynight i fear the darkness,
That claws at me from more than the rafters.

I feel it in the emptiness inside,
Left empty long ago a heart thats shied.
Crying into silent nights,
Unable to fight this distressed plight.

So take me away and take my beating,
And those that listen take note of its fleeting.
This is a choice i have had to make,
To keep the sadness from spurning incessant ache.
Feb 2011 · 887
Subtext
David Watt Feb 2011
This song is mine!
Formed with my empassioned mind!
Take my word,
and erase things and blur.

How can a stranger read and see,
the intricacies of you and me?
through words of ink and lines and spaces,
unless he sees the emotion printed on our faces.

So bore me not with lies and slander,
for in all honesty they bore and anger.
Do not fill your lack of sincerity,
with stolen subtext understanding and clarity.
David Watt Feb 2011
Nerves shot emotion frayed,
Still this endless despair stays.
The blanket blots in black,
shielding shying shimering cracks.

Hopeless you turn to those around,
Feeling empty cold and mind not of sound.
Dropping dreaming days are dieing.
Listless loveless lonliness and crying.

Keep me grounded but not kept silent.
Hold me tightly before desperation turns violent.
Stabbing, screaming softly to stay alive,
Pinching punching pulling eyeing knives.

Quieten these words to not raise brows.
Because honesty and weakness fouls.
Singing softly slowly to the breeze,
Languishing longing laying i hug my knees.
Begging for my heart to freeze.
Feb 2011 · 822
Vestal
David Watt Feb 2011
A life thats given without consent,
to sustain a world plagued by desperate discent.
Fighting, anger, gore and bloodshed,
hundreds starving begging to be fed.

Priestess of the softest caress,
feel this agony and perpetual distress.
Breath your prayers onto the tearing sky,
as fire spreads and the voices die.

But prayers are useless and feel so empty,
like the heart you lost time and time aplenty.
Then the anger turns to you,
the sweet innocent down trodden shrew.

Beat me behind a untainted veil,
then take me blinded on the ancient trail.
to walk the steps to my final moments,
so i can repent and die for your atonement.
Jan 2011 · 757
Falling for you ever more
David Watt Jan 2011
What am I going to do?
I'm in love with you all over again.....

This sensation i feel won't abate,
Especially in these hours of late.
I gaze at your picture longing for connection,
to rap and craddle in this forbidden affection.

To rock till weightless in your embracing arms,
To snuggle till effortless in your loving charms.
I need you in this lonely hour,
For in my weakness i can but cower.

So with this despair i keep you close,
Never to reveal the truth so morose.
To live with you in total absence,
will remove all that keeps me in balance.
Jan 2011 · 2.2k
Jeremy kyle
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!
Jan 2011 · 1.9k
Paparazzi
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.
Jan 2011 · 866
Toxic lover
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.
Jan 2011 · 562
The dance of death
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.
Jan 2011 · 1.2k
Persephone
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.
Jan 2011 · 531
when it comes to the end
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.
Jan 2011 · 454
Loves cross road
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.
Jan 2011 · 898
The goddess of love
David Watt Jan 2011
Sick today of twinging strings,
And watching the happiness that my magic brings.
Today is the peak of this ever lasting longing,
Far surpassing lustfull shortlived snogging.

I want a warm hand to clutch and hold,
And with me watch the beauty of this world unfold.
In perpetual youth his love will keep me.
instead of weary cold loveless and empty.

Immortality keeps me from this destiny,
for with it comes  my lovers repeating finality.
Every death is always the same,
tormented in moments of heartaches pain.

I cannot love one or any at all,
for the climb gets higher from every fall.
ive lost the pleasure,
of these heavenly endeavours.

So in your hands i place the choice to love,
and set it on white wings of my most beautiful Dove,
and throw myself onto the tides of eternity,
never to feel the gifts of divine maternity.
or to waltz to a song.
that plays a single life span long.
David Watt Jan 2011
Best friend who i adore,
theres this secret inside that i store.
with a love that cant be physical,
lies a love for you as divine as holy miracle.

You are that friend that i fall to in need,
but this love would destroy you if ever freed.
so upon this sky of clearest night,
to confess is a battle that i have chosen to fight.

Goddess who watches from up above,
take my heart as beautiful as your whitest Dove,
and hide it away so it cannot stain,
a friendship that in ages does not wain.

My lips cannot venture onto your lips,
for fear that confession will be drawn to my tounges tip.
so to your cheek i place this moment.
and keep it close to make memory potent.

i love you too much to love you more,
so this passion i hide behind locked doors.
my friend, my past, my present and loves truest lament.
i regret not a second that i have spent.
Jan 2011 · 735
redemption of another kind
David Watt Jan 2011
throw me down on your holy altar,
bleed me now and do not falter.
For this sin i dare to witness,
tears me to this deepest bitterness.

If its a crime to feel this passion,
why strip it away with no compassion?
for if its an affliction we are born to bare,
can blame be placed on those and them that share?

i ask you voice thats never there,
shall i leave another message on your holy chair,
to not preach salvation.
to those you offer no advocation.

or should i like you turn away,
let those blinded fools keep their ways,
and whisper onto empty ears,
for reality does nowt but bring their fears.

We have sat outside your perfection,
and survived and lived in moderate affection.
from others you've shunned and burned,
oh how my faithful fools the tides have turned!

So witness the great and beautful karma,
that  mocks and riddicules your holy father.
condemn who you will to a fictional horror,
and leave us blissful in our faithless squalor!
please do not read if you are easily offended, or of a religious lifestyle.
David Watt Dec 2010
I can hear his voice once again,
in every moment not filled with obsession,
im drowned in his deepest depression.
He screams through eyes that deafen emotion,
a pain so deep it stirs me to motion.

He's stealing everything ive tried to build,
that innocence that power that i've regained,
he rips and tears in an anger once famed.
He is my tempest behind locked doors,
the one i fear and love to my core.

I can feel the power in every vibration,
His passion it pains me and weakens my presence,
with hands that rip and break in godly omnipotence.
for eventually he wins and my defenses they fall,
and beaten by fists that memory recalls.

He is a danger to my right of mind!
too many times has he rendered me blind!
push him back and gag his voice!
chain him so he has no choice!
so in my mind he no longer flitters,
and give me clarity with purity glitters.

So once again i kiss the mirror,
hoping to make your anger winter.
to lock your voice and calm your crying,
and in your cage i watch you dying,
goodnight the boy i used to be,
sleep now in treasured dignity unburdened with this duplicity.
David Watt Dec 2010
Another impact on your mind,
The glass wall flexing more and more in time.
His screaming is getting louder across the brink
Take this second nemesis and think!

Break this wall and there is no backstep,
Push me under and there is no breath.
Fall down deeper for every misstep.
As with this freedom you have bought your death.

The glass it shatters but still holds firm,
Under bloodied hands the weakness squirms.
Holding on with every muscle,
You feel it break like a putrid pustule.

Break this barrier  tears will falter,
Don’t do this for the freedom alters.
I pray to every hearing ear,
to **** me before his birth comes near.
Dec 2010 · 2.9k
the little mermaid
David Watt Dec 2010
She sits there with her hair left flowing,
Staring out to the sea all knowing.
Singing till the last light breaks,
And darkness comes and claws and rapes.

Lamenting and sad her tears they fall,
Upon her tail and waist so subtle so small.
“Love me forever please the land of men,
For in the sea my heart is spent

Retell my tale but with a happy end,
Where my lover did not bow and bend.
To the whims of another lover,
Who raptures better beneath the bedcover

Whisper lover across the sea,
But stranded here my tail will keep me.
You had your chance to love and hold,
But to the sea my heart you sold."

A mermaid that now is not so little,
Damaged by a man so vain and fickle.
She languishes in perpetual beauty,
Never to forget her punishment and duty.

For if her tail does touch the ocean,
Her heart will falter from that accursed potion,
And to the sea she will fall prone,
And turn to nothing more than the seas soothing foam.
we had a disney night at my university and it never ceases to inspire me, how beautiful the tale of the little mermaid is, both the orignal and the disney one.
David Watt Nov 2010
there is more to me than you can see,
i hide it in deepest hidden duplicity.
Look deep into identical eyes,
but see something deep that forces them far and wide.

See me sat there then over here,
crying, laughing and in constant fear.
lashing attacking and killing doves,
then im here nursing lost and boundless love.

A traitor to his own heart beat,
he dances upon burning and scarred feet.
As the coals grow with this epic show
the other flinches with blow after painful blow!

Until he rises and grabs his brother,
pulls and tears and rips and smother.
untill the voice does but fade,
the corpse then buried with bloodied *****.

sleep now heartbroken you,
the one who tortures with darkest truths.
i wait for the day to see you dance,
as i delve again into another lovers trance.
Oct 2010 · 2.1k
flaws
David Watt Oct 2010
Design of such perfection,
you offer no direction!
like a shell with no emotion,
with nothing of loves intention!

This flaw is like a missing limb,
leaving me floating in the loveless din.
clueless as to the approaching sin.
Victim to yet another comedians spin.
Oct 2010 · 539
hold this
David Watt Oct 2010
Hold this battered breaking heart,
one thats was first off this mark.
broken too soon and left cold and dark.
waiting again for an igniting spark.

hold me unsteady,
hold me so ready.
for the race is about to start.
running to catch the lovers dart.
Sep 2010 · 567
laying down arms
David Watt Sep 2010
These hands cannot bear the weight of guilt,
that lays here drawn across this quilt.
let loose the blood that clings to hands,
and throw off this fate a strand by strand.

ive been to war ive lost my way,
gone and blind from the light of day.
faces haunt these pastel walls,
and ghost they haunt these sanctuary halls.

A lover that is bleached by blood,
the staining returns in holy flood.
the name of god cannot relieve,
the curse thats here upon these sleeves.

An enemy i see behind her gaze,
i **** her behind this bloodstained haze.
Rock me now in my great despair,
closed and weeping beneath these stairs.

Her eyes are watching dead and empty,
blaming me for this mental depravity.
I hang up these arms,
to prevent all from harm!

with one kick the chair flys free,
releasing me from this crazed insanity.
the last breath breaks,
and with me my lover wakes,
in heavens hold,
free of that blood that ran so cold.
sorry for the rather depressing subject, i wrote this when i found one of my old english books where we studied world war 1 poetry, and the shell shock victims and post traumatic stress sufferers. I just think its such a powerful subject and really heart wrenching to think these people didnt have the help they needed after serving their countries.
Sep 2010 · 490
Mirror gazer
David Watt Sep 2010
The perfection is only so deep,
its cold and lifesless to the touch.
How long have i been looking into your eyes?
hoping this time to see some hope arise.

These lines are deepening,
these fingers claw at the paled yellow.
How long is it since you have slept?
and for how many days now have your eyes wept.

They called me the life and soul,
i danced and spoke in all the circles.
This face has no more smiles,
just misery in many and different styles.

But what is it here that i see now,
as the light creeps in around the towel.
The waking elation
back from a prolonged vacation.

it fills my heart and every muscle,
pulling at the tender flesh.
growing on my tightened face
and transmitting out into this space.

the smile is back and its here to stay,
get out my mind and out of my way!
sadness is not my lord today,
to the sun and out of the shade,
witness this joy that i have made!
Sep 2010 · 763
The rapture of you
David Watt Sep 2010
Breath that caught when in your attention,
has been released by this most painful correction.
Heartbeats that fluttered in adoration,
now wrack and twist in aggrevation.

You are a fake a liar a heavenly curse.
Who spins a spell in every verse.
A twisted reflection,
of an apparent Perfection.

Your absence sends me into ecstacy.
no more feeling of inadequacy,
no more living in duality,
afraid to brave reality.

i miss you no more,
from my diary this page is tore.
peverse reflection,
spin you spells in another direction.
Sep 2010 · 1.3k
Kayleigh
David Watt Sep 2010
Her honesty is a thing thats rare,
a thing that causes most to stare.
Strangers hear of her akward jokes,
that may be acceptable around only blokes.

The smile that can lighten the dimmest of days,
only surpassed by the music she plays.
She gives and gives till she cries from stress,
which sends me into rediculous distress.

I cannot stand to see you sad!
for without you with me i look mad!
So heres to my friend,
who follows only her own trend!
Kay your great!
and a fantastic mate!
Sep 2010 · 584
the final corner
David Watt Sep 2010
I've given breath and love sublime,
but never really made life mine.
i've walked this path and watched this sky,
but lifes been hell since the day you died.

A month of breathing loving and living,
until my heart stops its blissful beating.
To suddenly choke and watch it all but stop,
in a few more days just round the block.

The place i stand alone as a man,
to die and stay here just as planned.
By your side in life and death
with my wife my friend my love my Steph.
Your memories the more beautiful in my enroaching end.
Which happened here just round the bend.
Sep 2010 · 817
tell me your name....
David Watt Sep 2010
Wandering eyes are always watching you Angel,
Hungry for a bit more clevage.
desperate for a bit more leverage,
to tip you into their peverse laps.
to straddle dance and wear their hats.

Where do you go when hands are tracing Angel?
Feeling every curve and dip.
lingering on painted lips.
Is it innocent peacefull and uncorrupt.
unlike these "moral" men broke and bankrupt.

Sit by me my pretty Angel.
fear not from me a twisted angle,
for with you i do not wish to tangle.
whisper hear your secret name,
and tell me how you came to play this game,
of torturous and wicked pain,
hidden by this mask so vain.
David Watt Sep 2010
if i halted you in your steps,
turned you to face me and looked into your eyes,
and bore my heart upon its growing wings,
for you to hear the song its sings.

what would you do lover?
if i cried your name,
across a vast distance and told you of this aching
the cold inside  is waking.

kiss me!
hold me!
love me!
need me!
to feel is all i ask for.
To know the warmth that is in every eye but mine,
to sip and saver loves sweet wine.
Give me just the smallest taste!
so i know my life is not a waste!
Aug 2010 · 901
Just give me relief
David Watt Aug 2010
I'm asking you a desperate favour!
just let your attention waver!,
i dont need you to remind me im alone,
i dont need you to tell me no ones waiting for me at home.

I'm asking for your compassion,
when it comes to tonights reaction,
dont wait for me till i'm on my own,
then tell me that theres no one by my lonely throne.

Just give me a break from this emptyness!
that echoes in savage wilderness.
around me are a thousand faces,
none trigger my heart to rapid races.

im waiting for you in crazy silence,
no voices offering a lovers guidence.
So leave me in my isolation,
till this heart feels loves' or any elation.
Aug 2010 · 2.6k
tender temper
David Watt Aug 2010
The wind is clawing the roof again my love,
the screaming passion tearing down the iron,
like nails on sensitive flesh.
the pain is daring and fresh.

Shes pouring under the door now my love,
Shes dancing around your feet,
watching you and touching you,
exciting you and thrilling you.

Grab her in that moment my love,
hold her in her rapture,
held firm in female capture,
embrace your wildest nature,
then swim in tender tempers all through this september.
Aug 2010 · 1.1k
Helen of Troy
David Watt Aug 2010
This beauty is a guilty Curse,
leading thousands to a horse drawn herse.
these supple lips and wanton hips,
are taunting as the Goddess sips.
blood sprays on hands that are not mine,
that on these walls Apollo makes shine.

Aphrodite of beating bliss,
let Paris free with your sweetest kiss.
release me from their tortured dreams,
and repair these fractured and broken seams.
To Hades depths where no light reaches,
To Persephonies chamber far from beaches.

Hear my plea my lord and master!
**** me now and stop this disaster!
make all swords return to sheathes,
so once again my lungs can breath.....
Aug 2010 · 450
theres nothing here
David Watt Aug 2010
There is a door opening inside of me,
the all too familiar chill claims every corner.
Its emptiness spreads over an undulating wasteland,
no beating wakes the silence no glow lights my eyes.

these red tired eyes no longer weep,
for the tears dried up along with my hopes.
So witness this deep darkness,
that strangles with veins of rope and vines.

Have you ever loved young man?
the answer is a whisper on the wind,
love is lost to me,
she left me alone and undone,
and now this husk no longer lives,
but survives everyday that hell cruelly gives.
Aug 2010 · 899
you hurt her... bad move
David Watt Aug 2010
Give me a reason not to punch you hard....

Until I can reach in and grab your heart
And turn it into modern art
A pile of putrid and disgusting crap
That hit the floor with a satisfying slap!

What loss is it to an **** like you?
A ******* who hasn’t got a clue!
How to love and chase a soft embrace.
Its clear its true its on your face!

So tell me you dumb witted fool,
What next to rip and throw at the wall?
You took her and then let her down,
You hurt her so I watch you drown.

Death is the best that I can give you,
For dumping her because she wouldn’t  ***** you!
So let’s hurry along get on and **** you,
Don’t want you to think that she will forgive you,

Which colour knife is best with blood red?
Ah forget I’m tired I need my bed!
Stab, stab, bleed, bleed, oh look your dead!
sorry thought it was about time i submitted for the dark sinister fans out there lol!
Aug 2010 · 592
hopes lover
David Watt Aug 2010
I’m holding you my Hope,
In arms that bind like the tightest rope,
Heavens blessed and protecting cloak,
Hide us now from what has awoke.

Our world is holding its final breath
Till it is loved and held by subtle death.
Oh delicate child of winters bliss.
Hold me now in this evil Abyss.

Love is hiding in hidden shallows,
Beneath a canopy of dreary willows.
Call her with a tender song,
One that has been beating all along.
So gaze into hopes sweet innocent eyes.
And fall in love with mans greatest prize.

So linger softly on her lips,
Let her guide you to her perfect hips,
And bring life to this existence,
And bare a child of godly omnipotence.
Aug 2010 · 633
midnight panic
David Watt Aug 2010
Stop killing me with deep despair,
In deepest sleep hides your constant stare!
Nails clawing at blackest sin,
That clings and stains at my white narrow shins.

Guilt drives to this midnight panic,
Fingers breaking through and revealing the satanic.
I loved you with this down trodden heart,
But you killed it with your wicked arts.

It started with a drunken fist,
And struck hard in the blood streaked mist.
I screamed and flailed in your arrest,
Tearfilled terrified and distressed!

Scared hands encountered,
On the kitchen counter,
The weapon of your instant death,
Which robbed you of your final breath.

The knife knicked,
With a frantic flick.
And dead were you upon our floor.
Right next to the garden door.....
another competition between me and kayleigh
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