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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 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.......
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.
David Watt Jul 2014
I will pay a thousand debts,
To remove this inate weakness in my hearts depths.
There lies a scar from a wound I have never endured,
To make me even less human is the only foreseable cure.

So take all that makes me me,
And leave me hollow and empty,
Unable to wield the emotion inside that burns me day after day,
Like a ring I cannot wear,
Like a kiss I cannot share.

Robbed by nature deprived of half of me,
I am incomplete defective without parity.
I dream of loves I can't attain,
of unachievable destinies distant and without stain.
David Watt Jan 2013
Wonders winter and torments turn.
Edging deeper inside causing all to burn.
Whispers worry brings feral fright.
Stark in torrents of lashing light.

What is this nightmare that fills my mind,
desperate unhinged in fate entwined.

Wrists restless and chained clatter.
Bound to a you in crimson splatter.
Dead days and loveless laughter.
My life in ruins and lonely ever after.
David Watt Jul 2014
The Darkness always whisper so sweetly,
Wiping away those tears caused by another lost love.
"How many times have I taken your refuge?"
"Every time love bites back and bruises"

Testing devotion Darkness swirls,
Till in its eyes I see his eyes.
Pulling my mind to full attention,
I caress his face and stare completely lost.

"Why did you hurt me?"
Darkness' eyes pool with tears,
"All I know is what you have shown me"
"Do I deserve to be alone?"

Darkness rolls and thunders loud
"Do I deserve to be alone?
I lack the love you want and need,
for all you do is in my cover feed,
I cannot create from what I do not hold,
And you mortal have left yourself unloved and old,
you cannot ask for what you cannot give,
you cannot love if you cannot live."
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!
David Watt Nov 2017
You told yourself you have felt love,
But all you did was hide from the sharp edges.
In sickness you clogged the pain with impassioned kisses,
But it doesn’t erase the grey crawling across your skin.

I can’t kiss away the aging and dying,
This isn’t a fairytale my lips cannot wake you.
Tear stained and wounded pouring out every invocation,
To make your words turn true,
To bring your heart to a redder hue,
Wishing above all else my heart can accept the truth.

You live in monotone that is ever darker,
I live in colour but only when I’m lying with you.
The light is out,
The candle snuffed.
Never to wake to your kiss again.

— The End —