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Wake up screamin’ in the middle of the night
I taste the bile that’s starting to rise
And know that I’m in hell again
‘Cause the zombie mother ******* are screamin’ outside
More real than the demons in my own mind
And maybe I should let them in
‘Cause the world’s already been eatin’ at my brain
And everything I’ve done has been in vain
So dead inside is all I am
With all the human monsters drainin’ me
Feedin’ on my pain and misery
I’m already feedin’ the ******

Tonight I’ll die without you
You can’t control my demise
I’ll suffer well without you
I’m already dead inside

I open up the door and walk to the end
Of the drive and my life, where my new friends
Are just like me, so dead inside
I welcome them and their cold embrace
And smile as the blood pours down my face
Their teeth the last thing through my mind
I wake with a hunger like never before
And find I have never wanted anything more
Than feeding on the living brain
My ******* neighbor’s still asleep in his bed
He wakes up screaming as I empty his head
That ******* died in horrible pain

Tonight I live without you
I can’t control my appetite
I’ll feed my pain without you
I am dead inside

It seems each victim wears your face
And now a thought I can’t erase
I’m wasting this gift I’ve been given
I leave a ****** trail right to your door
And find you huddled up on the floor
Regrettin’ the life you’re barely livin’
You see it’s me and start to scream
As a feeling so much better than any dream
Comes as I taste the waste inside your head
I smile as the life inside you fades
And the pain you’ve been feeding on starts to invade
Just like me, you are the living dead!

Tonight, I have devoured you
I’ve become your demise
I have finally shown you
What it’s like to be dead inside

Your misery becomes you
So lost and empty inside
I’ve given what I owe you
Just like me, you’re dead inside
This is an older song written from an idea for a slightly comedic zombie horror story, which became this instead. Written in the style of, and as a tribute to, Misfits.
Flames growing higher
Tattooing my senses with pain
As I suffer in this void
Calling out to you
Falling upon deaf ears
Wondering where things fell through
And why you fell away
Living Hell devouring foundations
Taking away reasons to fail
One final injustice
Now shared with you
As indifference is devoured
And hatred consumed
In this mouth of jagged, scorching teeth
And the beast that now feasts
It shows no judgment
It knows no partiality
Oh, the irony
I hear your final thoughts
Locked within your final screams
As the fire takes us both
Together in the end
Melting in hatred's loving embrace
An older write from my darker days that was another idea for a short horror story that became this instead. I have never successfully written any of the short stories I have tried to write. They all ended up becoming poems or songs.
The only thing that changes
Is that nothing stays the same
There’s always some new way
We find we’re buried in the pain
Someday, we will find
The happiness that we desire
But now, we suffer sweetly
As we stumble through the fire
We choke on smoke of memories
And battles we have lost
Even when we win
We find that losing is the cost
Choking on the hopes
That keep us holding out for more
Wanting something, anything
To numb us to the core
When will we find everything
That we’ve been looking for?
Nothing left but nothing
I can’t take this anymore
Rip this broken heart out
Of the darkness in my chest
And give me just one moment
For my weary soul to rest
I know the day will come
When everything will be all right
If I can only make it through
This one dark, hellish night

But even sleep won’t make it so
To unconsciousness I go
To the land of pleasant nightmares
Where the winds of change still blow
May my slumber bring the end
To living hell, where I’m condemned
Where no amount of dreams
Can make this waking nightmare end

So wide awake
In this land of disenchantment
This disease
Slowly poisoning my heart
I can’t fake this anymore
This pain that I’ve commanded
Everything I’ve never done
All the things that I’ve done wrong
I’ve tried so hard
To be the man I long to be
Watching every selfless action
Fashioned into my demise
I can’t take this anymore
My every waking moment
Now consuming every reason
I have left for holding on
I want to end this pain
But I don’t want to leave this world
With so many battles raging
Just to save my weary smile
I won’t take this anymore
My life I’m not forsaking
I just want to rest my heart for a while

But even sleep won’t make it so
To unconsciousness I go
To the land of pleasant nightmares
Where the winds of change still blow
May my slumber bring the end
To living hell, where I’m condemned
Where no amount of dreams
Can make this waking nightmare end

Everything that’s come before
Has taught me that persistence
Is the key, and holding on
Sometimes means letting go
Everything that’s now in store
Is silently insisting
That I give myself over
To the pain that lives inside
I won’t break like times before
Your words won’t devastate me
‘Cause your life is not in order
How the hell can you live mine?
You can’t see what’s on the inside
‘Cause you can’t see past the shell
You only hate me
‘Cause you hate who you’ve become
You’ve fooled yourself, you know
But your lies now have control
You’re the only one believing
Just how all of this will go
I won’t take this anymore
I won’t do this anymore
I won’t let you break my heart
So you can soothe your empty soul
I’m tired of your lies
But you still can’t hear my cries
You can’t even see what’s coming
By my sweetly twisted smile
You’ve fashioned your own cell
This is over, this is hell
But, your black and bleeding heart
Will surely stay with me a while

My hate will make it so
To your level I now go
I can be your living nightmare
Since your heart has turned to stone
May my words now bring an end
To living hell, where you pretend
That every lie you’ve spoken
Makes you happy in the end
Even sleep won’t rest your soul
For unconsciousness, I know
Can twist your waking nightmares
‘Til they spin out of control
I hope the truth will bring an end
To every lie that you pretend
And bring redemption to your hollow heart
So you can love again
An older song I wrote about not being able to sleep due to the thoughts and memories of being done wrong by someone pretending to love me when it was just a ruse to get something from me.
Hello, and welcome to another day
Of taking everything for granted
Your usual table in the corner
Of delusion is free
Be sure to tip your waiter as you serve yourself
Your favorite excuses
Just the way you take it…
So bitter and cold
And as the band begins to play
The melody of pain
In this disenchanted
Sinner theatre of soul
The schizophrenic stall-room dancers
Swim in disarray
All in celebration
Of your wasted life

So raise another glass
To everything you’ve never done
Make another toast
To everything you’ll never be
Drink the wine of ignorance
That keeps you pacified
A toast to your wasted life

Silence filling all the jagged spaces
As the music dies
Every face before you a ghost
Who will never be
Every hollow eye upon you
Reflecting self-destruction
Has the guest of dishonor
Nothing to say?

Raise your final glass
To everything you’ve never done
Make your final toast
To everything you’ll never be
Choke upon the ignorance
That kept you pacified
A toast to your wasted life

Drop the glass as you fall
Old and broken to the floor
Take your final breath
As you reach out for anything
Nothing ever stopped you
But the nothing you’ve become
A toast to your wasted life
An older song I wrote about those who expect everyone else to do everything for them and always have an excuse to try and support why they never do anything for themselves.
Shadows slowly cast themselves
Upon a stranger’s face today
As we sat in silence in the waiting rooms of Hell
I stared with transfixed fascination
As those shadows kept at bay
What little life there was to have inside this putrid cell
I felt a hunger as I trembled
Morbid thoughts and plots were formed
And I began to taste the darkness forming at the edge
Promises of bloodlines broken
Hopes and dreams obliterated
I stalked my prey in silence as I stepped onto the ledge
The kiss of death sublime
Euphoric in sweet savagery
I cleared the mental cliffs as I embraced the crimson tide
Sanity and boundaries broken
Flesh consumed and penetrated
Welcoming the howling of the hell that lives inside

Skin and bone I have become
Flesh and blood have drained away
This heartless shell has grown forever cold
To the pain I now succumb
An overeager addict slave
Watching fractured sanity unfold
Memories, they scar my soul
Just like a dull and rusty blade
More deeply scar the memories that fade
I can't take back what I've become
But I will surely give away
The violence created by mistakes I have made

Twilight shines on blinded eyes
As blood congeals and silence falls
Though the taste of ****** sweetly lingers yet a while
Every scream and every cry
Nourishing the membrane walls
******* satisfaction brings a cold, sadistic smile
Drops of crimson such a pleasure
On both skin and ragged clothes
The smell of exposed entrails bringing mad, euphoric bliss
Lust for killing beyond measure
Entering the final throes
Still no less ****** than a long-dead lover’s kiss
And oh, the lies I tell myself
Of how this last will be the end
That no more will I give in to the sweet, addictive urge
Until the shadows cast themselves
Within the mirror once again
The promise will be broken as the want and need emerge

Skin and bone I have become
Flesh and blood have drained away
This heartless shell has grown forever cold
To the pain I now succumb
An overeager addict slave
Watching fractured sanity unfold
Memories, they scar my soul
Just like a dull and rusty blade
More deeply scar the memories that fade
I can't take back what I've become
But I will surely give away
The violence created by mistakes I have made

An animal I have become
Humanity is stripped away
Lust for blood will never be controlled
Falling farther beyond numb
Finding darker games to play
My dark mind consumes my very soul
Death resides within the hole
My failures and mistakes have made
As I deny salvation’s masquerade
I won’t take back what I’ve become
But I will surely strip away
The shadow-mask contagion of your bleeding-heart charade
This is an old song I wrote based upon an idea for a horror story that turned into this, and eventually inspired me to write Thiever of Souls loosely based upon some of the same ideas from the storyline. It is written in the style of Corrosion of Conformity, Iron Maiden, Slayer, etc., as a tribute to their work with a work of my own.
Trying to hold it together
Watching it all fall apart
The ties I’ve made are severed
It ended before it could start
The roar of the wind as I fall
Can’t drown the screams in my mind
The tragedy is my life’s a disaster
The comedy is I’m alive

I try a little more each day
As my world of pain keeps turning
I force on every smile I fake
While underneath I’m learning
I’ve taken all that I can take
There’s not much left to give
Trying not to lose my mind
I lose my will to live

Memories of better times
Are poisoning my heart
Knowing what my life once was
Is tearing me apart
This is not the end I’ve chosen
The end has chosen me
I don’t need to take my life
My life is taking me

I fail a little more each day
My world of pain keeps turning
I choke on every breath I take
‘Cause inside I am burning
I’ve taken more than I can take
With nothing left to give
I’ve lost myself inside my mind
I’ve lost my will to live

You can say it gets better
But you don’t see at all
Some crawl up from darkness
Some were born to fall
Some are happy ever after
Some try endlessly
Some can drown their sorrows
But my sorrow’s drowning me

And I die a little more each day
But my world of pain keeps turning
A living nightmare, wide awake
Forever reoccurring
I’ve suffered more than I can fake
There’s nothing left to give
I’ve lost my mind
I’ve lost myself
I’ve lost my will to live

Lost my mind

Lost my will

Lost myself
A song I wrote back in my darker days.
Such a feast I am preparing, trying to make this such an affair
After all, our anniversary is the most important day of the year
I can tell by her lack of expression that she is totally unaware
Even though last night I made my intentions plainly clear
As the music begins to play, we dance as we have never danced
Her head so light upon my shoulder as I lead us about the room
I lose track of time and thought, her silence leaving me entranced
When from the kitchen, wild aromas of the special meal begin to bloom
I lead her to her seat at the table of silver and candlelight
And begin to bring to table this most special of all meals
"I cannot tell you what it means for you to be here with me tonight."
She simply gazes at me, and I say, "It's all right, I know exactly how you feel."
And as this special meal begins, I watch the light dance on her face
The hole in my love's chest causes tears of freedom and release to fall
The act of ****** was sweet, and I know there will be no trace
I smile as I say through the last bite, "See, you did have a good heart after all."
An older write from my darker days. This was written for a poetry challenge in a blog I was once a part of. We were to create a story for the last picture someone had sent us, and a chef friend of mine had sent me a picture of a heart on a plate with a knife and fork, decorated as a meal.
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