Temptation

You come walking in
Vest top on and legs wrapped in leather
High hells on
Hair hanging down
With a smile on your face and that sparkle in your eye
You must know I adore you
Crave you
Want you
God knows that I love you
Temptation has never been so cruel
Because without that ring on your finger
You’ll never truly be mine

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Lost

Something hurts inside
When you’re lost and can’t be found
You feel so disconnected
From every sight and every sound

No place to call your home
As there’s nowhere for your heart
So you endlessly keep walking
Getting further from the start

Tears they fall around you
Like heavy rain on the blackest day
And the scars you cannot see
Will within you always stay

To this life of shattered dreams
You’ll be forever eternally bound
Because it hurts a little more
Each day you’re lost and can’t be found

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When?

When your fears turns to tears, and dreams crumble into decaying debris.

When salvation becomes the barrel of a loaded gun and you drink your poison to numb the pain.

When every fibre of you soul is manipulated like a marionette’s strings, pushed and pulled beyond you will.

When a heart doesn’t break, but it cracks and shatters into millions of pieces lifting into the night sky to join the stars.

When the words have been spoken and all feelings gone.

That is when it’s the end.

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Emotions

Emotions are strong things. We act blindly at times because of them, through hurt and pain, sadness and anger. Sometimes though, through these strong feelings of emotion, a poet will create some of his best work.

A pile of stinking putrid filth
A gut wrenching
Vomit inducing
Stench of decaying hopes and dreams
Tortured helpless minds
Ripped out souls
And empty shells
Zombies to emotions of once they felt
Limp and lifeless forms
Meandering
Stumbling through the cesspit of life
Let me join you brothers
The legion of damned
The unloved
Slaves to abandonment and eternal loss
As I say “Good luck you all!”
The lovers
Romantics
And all of those that harbour hope
For love is death upon it’s end
Rips out your soul
Rots your heart
And leaves you broken to the core

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Angel of Night

I dreamed of you again last night
You seem to come to me now more than ever
I felt the embrace of your loving arms
Your sweet tender kiss upon my cheek
And yet you made no move
Save to hold close to your heaving bosom

You hushed me back to sleep
Your fingers running through my hair
But I could feel your tears of sorrow
As they landed upon my skin
And I know you hate for me to see you
So I closed my eyes and held you tight

When I awoke I knew you’d be gone
As you’ve done so many times
I also know you cannot stay
As you’re needed somewhere else
But you’ll return when I need you most
My Angel of the Night

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