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Apr 2014
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.
Diary of the Damned
Written by
Diary of the Damned  Stanford, Kentucky
(Stanford, Kentucky)   
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   ---, Luna Lynn and Shay-za-di
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