Diary of the Damned

Diary of the Damned Jan 2017

Unrest

In deepest, darkest dead of night
‘Tis not the boogeyman I fear
But the demons and the phantoms
Wreaking havoc ‘tween my ears
They cause more harm than any being
From any parallel or plane
As with loneliness and sorrow
They pit my heart against my brain

With doubts and insecurities
The voices war their wage
I pay it all despite my plight
‘Til madness fills the page
How much of me remains
Within this hollow shell that screams?
I hope this living nightmare
Is but prelude to my dreams

Diary of the Damned Jan 2017

Bare With Me

If you can say that you know or knew me
Was it ever much more than my shell?
For these masks that I wear
Seldom ever declare
The true depth of my personal hell
If you wish to ever truly know me
You must venture much further than skin
There are stories to tell
Won’t you sit for a spell?
We’ll each take off our masks and begin

Diary of the Damned Jan 2017

Dare

If one day
after random hellos
and sporadic dialogue
you suddenly realize
you’ve been thinking of me
admiring from afar
anticipating the next hello
I hope you’ll boldly dare
to cast fear aside
and
without a word
without hesitation
let a kiss be our next conversation
to see if our hearts collide
in all the best of ways

Diary of the Damned Jan 2017

Haunted

Within me dwells a scarred, broken heart
so full of love I can’t express
imprisoned within such loneliness
awaiting words that go unspoken
from someone who finds beauty there
despite my mess
and how I obsess
between company and solitude
and how I am so broken…

Someone who knows the secrecies
behind my eyes and smiles
for they’ve faced the same dark trials
losing more than ever won
trying hard to carry on
despite those who would revile
all while trying to reconcile
who we were
and have become…

Someone longing for another
who accepts them just the same
finding beauty in our pain
for we both admire scars…

Someone who loves the same as I…

Someone the thought of me haunts for days
for you already haunt my every day…

How I wonder where you are

Diary of the Damned Jan 2017

Wide Asleep

The timelessness which carries us
Can make us feel so small
As we wish upon the stars
Even when we see them fall

Through the echo of eternity
This life we know is dream
On the day we each awaken
Will we laugh or will we scream?

Diary of the Damned Jan 2017

Unwritten

Among all of man, there are no gods
There are only monsters of varying severities
For even something beautiful
Can often quickly ****
From here and through the great beyond
There echoes such insanity
Though all that seems unusual
Is none can get their fill

Souls collide in flaming tide
As hearts burn ever on
The night shines what the sun still hides
As darkness fills the dawn
The sighted still deny the truth
The blind will have their say
The pens will bleed
Though none take heed
This life will have its way

Seize the night and burn the day
No sleep will come to call
Memories scream their wicked taste
No dream in which to fall
And so, we run with open arms
Embracing what we flee
Reliving this unending mend
Each second an eternity

Diary of the Damned Jan 2017

Diary of the ****** -- Sunday, January 8th, 2017

Knowing and hoping are not the same thing
But hoping that one day I'll know is the key
For I know that my hope is the key to my dreams
And I hope that I'll know what one day life can be