The Killer…

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Lost within his life’s direction…
He took the wrong train connection…
His destination is unknown…

His eyes survey the gathered crowd…
A quiet coach, no noise allowed…
He sees her sat alone…

Keeping her eyes on the book…
He was bewitched by just one look…
She’s chilled to the bone…

She doesn’t even know his name…
His evil crimes or hidden shame…
Or his heart that’s made of stone…

He’s craving her undivided attention…
She’s floating in an air of tension…
Into confusion she is thrown…

Trying to avoid his charming stare…
It could be fun, if she’d only dare…
Common sense on hold…

A spark of innocent conversation…
Ignites thoughts of dark temptation…
Her confidence has grown…

She begins flirting with her hair…
In his trap, she’s now been snared…
She plays with her phone…

Fallen for his devilish smile…
His journey becoming more worthwhile…
But time has quickly flown…

He leans in for a stolen kiss…
Her company he’ll never miss…
She’s lost in a twilight zone…

She never felt the sharpened blade…
With her life, she’s sadly paid…
His hand stifled her moan…

Quietly slumped in her bloody chair…
No one around noticed or even cares…
He plants a kiss on her cheekbone…

Another added to his list…
This serial killer in our midst…
The man who angels disown…

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Dead Man…

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He is waking up to…
A blood red sky…

He knows full well…
It’s the day he will die…

His last day on Earth…
And all that will bring…

Gazing out of a window…
His tears begin to sting…

A moment that’s been coming…
Since the verdict was heard…

The judge and the jury…
Unmoved and undeterred…

His defence well-constructed…
But crumbled under attack…

Those lies in his statements…
Stood out from the pack…

And the blood on his hands…
Became clear for all to see…

The thorough prosecution…
Unravelled the dark mystery…

Leaving him to face…
This last day all alone…

In a cage that is empty…
Which became his home…

Reliving the very moment…
That he stole her life…

A struggle in the darkness…
The flash of his sharp knife…

The sound that she made…
When she fell to the floor…

His feelings of elation…
His thirst hungry for more…

That surge of immortality…
Became the thrill of the chase…

Yet in the midst of over confidence…
The mask slipped from his face…

Now this day is upon him…
The sands of time have run out…

He no longer feels immortal…
He feels only fear and doubt…

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©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Dead Man Walking” by Pearl Jam

Mermaids…

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Holding on to that moment…
Where everything was so calm…

Floating on the ocean breeze…
Far away from any harm…

Chasing double rainbows…
And searching for Mermaids…

Hoping they drag him under…
Seducing him under the waves…

Where demons cannot find him…
And his tormentors have no power…

Where dark spells are impotent…
Even in the midnight hour…

And his soul can be healed…
Given some time and space…

To be able to forgive himself…
Instead of languishing in disgrace…

At all the thoughts and deeds…
That weigh heavy on his mind…

From the insanity of distraction…
To words spoken, so very unkind…

Removing all the dark images…
That constantly flood his head…

And just for one single moment…
Be able to forgive and to forget…

But Mermaids cannot save him…
The Mermaids don’t fucking exist…

They don’t appear in reality…
Unlike the painful scar on his wrist…

As the power of his demons…
Are too much to overcome…

When even in that calm moment…
He fears that the Devil has won…

As it’s too late to find redemption…
And too late to turn back now…

Because even if he wanted to…
He simply wouldn’t know how…

But sealed inside that moment…
It’s so peaceful and so calm…

Where reality is so far away…
And he’s protected from any harm…

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Eternal Regret…

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The pain deep inside…
Is now burning again…

Can’t swallow my pride…
Or even remember when…

The last one came…
Or the first one went…

But it feels like I’m heading…
On a downward decent…

To where the fires ignite…
And they dance on hot coals…

Where nobody cares about…
The things that I stole…

And hearts that got taken…
Which were never returned…

The look on their faces…
Those memories still burn…

The root cause of my pain…
Where there is no relief…

Yet I acted so cold…
When playing the thief…

And prefected the art…
Of  looking like I didn’t care…

As I took what I needed…
And left them stood there…

Not having any clue…
That it all stemmed from me…

They never opened their eyes…
They could not fucking see…

That I silently stole from them…
Removed their defensive walls…

Speaking with no conscience…
Never worrying about the fall…

But now there’s no one beside me…
And there’s no hand left to hold…

After loving and leaving them…
There’s no single band of gold…

And sat here all alone…
There’s a clarity in silence…

Regretting the pain I caused…
My soul full of internal violence…

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©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Still In Love” by Justin Currie

Visions…

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Visions of you dominate…
Infect my minds dreamscape…

Visions of you naked…
Visions of your face…

Twisted words you sang to me…
Haunting me at night…

No matter how I bury you…
No matter how hard I fight…

With flashbacks so insane…
And in pure high quality…

Those moments so intense…
That fuck with my sanity…

As I feel myself inside you…
Your nails assaulting my back…

Laced with sin and ecstasy…
Painting my sinful soul black…

And the more I try to block…
To erase you from my mind…

The images become clearer…
Those feelings more defined…

You knew what you were doing…
Placed that tune inside my head…

Planting the seed of distraction…
And I followed where it led…

Taking something so innocent…
Something pure snow white…

You took it in your hands…
And made it black as night…

Extinguishing all my stars…
Made me watch them disappear…

Enchanted me under your spell…
And delighted in my tears…

That fell from my blinded eyes…
Into the unknown darkness…

Before setting fire to my soul…
So that you could harness…

All my unspoken temptations…
And erase any hint of virtue…

Infecting me with a poison…
Now all I think about, is you…

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©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “You Can’t Always Get What You Want” by The Rolling Stones

 

Pull Me…

Please welcome Chris as tonight’s Guest Poet!

You can read more of Chris’s work here: https://survivingthespecter.wordpress.com/2015/11/23/pull-me-poetry/

If you would like to become a Guest Poet, please email me your words to eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk

Cheers

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Pull Me

I had a little trigger that pushed me all the way
To hang myself upon my door, I couldn’t make it go away
I knocked it down with sleeping pills, and tucked it in with rum
The Spectre slashed his razor claws, the round had slipped into the gun

I had a little trigger that pulled itself real tight
I slipped the belt around my neck, I lost the will to fight
I cut it off with leather cinched, this time would be the last
I’d ever have to take again, the demons from my past

I had a little trigger, it jabbed me in my throat
To end the crap that smeared itself, across the lies it wrote
The failures, loss, resentment, of a thousand dreaded days
To suck out all the happiness, replaced it with the grey that stays

The trigger pulled, the hammer fell
The firing pin that sealed my hell
Waiting while the light fades out
Extinguishing without a shout

Imprisoned…

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Awoken within a dream…
With screwed shut eyes…

She’s lost in the chaos…
Her body’s paralysed…

The tension seeps out…
Though every single pour…

Her body begins to ache…
Her sleeping head feels sore…

She feels a seductive presence…
But yet she cannot see…

There’s evil in the room…
It’s roaming around free…

Whispering in the darkness…
Hiding in the shadows…

It knows all her secrets…
Things only she knows…

That she buried deep down…
Inside her sinner’s heart…

Where nobody could find them…
In fear of being torn apart…

But at this very moment…
The vaults have been opened…

And like a flooded river…
The banks have been broken…

And the evil in the room…
Is feasting upon her fear…

Acting Judge and Jury…
Reducing her to silent tears…

Whilst dancing with delight…
As each accusation is heard…

Each one a painful memory…
But the truth has been blurred…

Yet the evil in the room…
Has already knows the sentence…

And the guilty verdict passed…
Leaves no room for repentance…

Imprisoning her in this limbo…
In a dream that’ll never end…

She’s now the evil’s companion…
And her soul has been condemned…

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©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Come Into My Dreamland” by Ed Harcourt