Submissions by DamianDeadLove (Damian DeadLove)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
"I'm about as subtle as a death growl in an echo chamber!"
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
Today 5:34am
Today 5:34am
Right Before Noon
Visions creep through marginalized guilt
Rubbing other individuals the wrong way
Stirring inside this house made of glass
Casting the first stone just to begin the day
Losing faith in this busted way of thinking
Watching lost souls sell themselves for fame
Outside in the distance silence lasts forever
Only certain players change never the game
Confusion nests inside this revolving illusion
Little whispers suggesting invalid information
Offering sexual favors to strange bedfellows
While being kept under constant observation ...
Rubbing other individuals the wrong way
Stirring inside this house made of glass
Casting the first stone just to begin the day
Losing faith in this busted way of thinking
Watching lost souls sell themselves for fame
Outside in the distance silence lasts forever
Only certain players change never the game
Confusion nests inside this revolving illusion
Little whispers suggesting invalid information
Offering sexual favors to strange bedfellows
While being kept under constant observation ...
#LifeStruggles
24 reads
2 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
Yesterday 9:16am
Yesterday 9:16am
Road Trip (Part Three)
Entering the mouth of the city, blinding lights invading our eyes, as we exit off the pitch black interstate. My brother pulls into the Liquor Barn parking lot bringing the Oldsmobile to a stop right at the entryway. Cigarette smoke pools around the headliner inside the car, as we make our way towards the entrance.
The three of us enter the store while my brother waits outside like a getaway driver. Ever notice when you’ve been drinking and have to interact with the public that you do your damndest to appear sober. Even though there is no way to camouflage that fact...
The three of us enter the store while my brother waits outside like a getaway driver. Ever notice when you’ve been drinking and have to interact with the public that you do your damndest to appear sober. Even though there is no way to camouflage that fact...
#confessional
#prose
52 reads
9 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
26th Sep 2024 6:19am
26th Sep 2024 6:19am
Road Trip (Part Two)
We arrive at my work buddies house to retrieve the new guy’s car. This quiet subdivision was being invaded by a pack of musicians, three of which are feeling no pain. I’m talking to my songwriting friend while he’s putting something in his trunk. New guy is getting the beer out of his car’s trunk while talking to my brother.
Right as my friend is closing his trunk, we hear this commotion of laughing and horsing around that’s getting louder. We turn around in time to be treated to what resembles a wrestling match, or should I say the end of one.
My brother has...
Right as my friend is closing his trunk, we hear this commotion of laughing and horsing around that’s getting louder. We turn around in time to be treated to what resembles a wrestling match, or should I say the end of one.
My brother has...
#confessional
78 reads
13 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
25th Sep 2024 8:11am
25th Sep 2024 8:11am
Road Trip (Part One)
If you’ve read my work you’re getting to know me pretty well. I don’t runaway from accountability when it comes to my actions. I still mess up everyday, just on a way smaller scale. None of us are perfect that’s what makes us who we are. But some of the decisions I made, were on impulse and in poor judgement on my part.
I’ve lived the rockstar lifestyle, I’m an alcoholic because of it, which is fair I guess. It was Russian Roulette, constantly putting myself and others at risk. I wasn’t always the ringleader though, when you get a group of musicians together it’s bound to get...
I’ve lived the rockstar lifestyle, I’m an alcoholic because of it, which is fair I guess. It was Russian Roulette, constantly putting myself and others at risk. I wasn’t always the ringleader though, when you get a group of musicians together it’s bound to get...
#confessional
74 reads
10 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Sep 2024 6:54am
24th Sep 2024 6:54am
Random Acts Of Brutality
It’s happening outside in the streets
Another catastrophe about to occur
Tragedy lurking behind every corner
Worldly ways a violence connoisseur
Cruel beasts walking amongst people
Feasting off the fear of a captive heart
Wind slowly starting to howl in the rain
Signaling factions for the chaos to start
On a whim these idiots will spill blood
Appeasing this vacant cult of personality
Until that day when our judgment arrives
We’re subject to random acts of brutality
Another catastrophe about to occur
Tragedy lurking behind every corner
Worldly ways a violence connoisseur
Cruel beasts walking amongst people
Feasting off the fear of a captive heart
Wind slowly starting to howl in the rain
Signaling factions for the chaos to start
On a whim these idiots will spill blood
Appeasing this vacant cult of personality
Until that day when our judgment arrives
We’re subject to random acts of brutality
#war
78 reads
12 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Sep 2024 10:56am
23rd Sep 2024 10:56am
Standing In Line
Carrying around this handful of sorrow
Struggling beneath the weight of desire
Sometimes it’s better to lead than follow
Greed is the fuel that’s feeding this fire
Gaslighting mobs with an unhinged rant
Megalomaniacs conquer by using attrition
Another scapegoat poses as a sycophant
Standing in line awaiting the next audition
Struggling beneath the weight of desire
Sometimes it’s better to lead than follow
Greed is the fuel that’s feeding this fire
Gaslighting mobs with an unhinged rant
Megalomaniacs conquer by using attrition
Another scapegoat poses as a sycophant
Standing in line awaiting the next audition
#greed
97 reads
23 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
22nd Sep 2024 8:11am
22nd Sep 2024 8:11am
Life Moves In Circles
For those who follow my, Backstage show on YouTube a new episode is up. The link is on my speakeasy here at DU if interested. I’m trying to navigate the waters of being on YouTube, takes some getting used to.
There’s also some chatter through the grapevine about a possible poetry album. Now this is not definite yet, it’s in the works. Mainly because my idea is to read poetry over music composed by a longtime brother of mine. And since he lives many miles away, we’re going to have to do this through technology. So we got logistics to work out, it would seem.
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There’s also some chatter through the grapevine about a possible poetry album. Now this is not definite yet, it’s in the works. Mainly because my idea is to read poetry over music composed by a longtime brother of mine. And since he lives many miles away, we’re going to have to do this through technology. So we got logistics to work out, it would seem.
...
#prose
85 reads
13 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
21st Sep 2024 6:05am
21st Sep 2024 6:05am
Spiritual War
Remember when tomorrow seemed certain?
Believing that we’re nowhere near the end
It’s been getting harder to swallow that pill
There's something different around the bend
It makes me uneasy with the rhetoric it speaks
Curious shadows begin traveling door to door
Under the guise of bringing hope and peace
While tipping the scale towards spiritual war
Believing that we’re nowhere near the end
It’s been getting harder to swallow that pill
There's something different around the bend
It makes me uneasy with the rhetoric it speaks
Curious shadows begin traveling door to door
Under the guise of bringing hope and peace
While tipping the scale towards spiritual war
#spiritual
97 reads
16 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Sep 2024 5:49am
20th Sep 2024 5:49am
Cracked
Hindsight’s always in the rearview mirror
Chasing dreams into the great wide open
Where living fast can lead to dying young
And surviving the game leaves ya broken
Every single night spent painting the town
Against all odds there was no danger found
Sooner or later you’re bound to get caught
Ending up face down on fractured ground
There is no rewriting the ending on this one
That one decision that you can’t take back
Dirty choices made in a weakened moment
Is when all the fragile souls begin to crack
Chasing dreams into the great wide open
Where living fast can lead to dying young
And surviving the game leaves ya broken
Every single night spent painting the town
Against all odds there was no danger found
Sooner or later you’re bound to get caught
Ending up face down on fractured ground
There is no rewriting the ending on this one
That one decision that you can’t take back
Dirty choices made in a weakened moment
Is when all the fragile souls begin to crack
#regret
87 reads
12 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
18th Sep 2024 8:58am
18th Sep 2024 8:58am
Own It
Own it. Omg. I’m becoming a motivational speaker. What is about me that cares so much about being the best me I can be. Also did I just use “Omg”, what the hell is happening to me. That is something I never thought I’d do, this is what using “lol” leads too. I’m not feeling very analog all the sudden.
In all seriousness, folks. Every time I write in prose form, I know I’m gonna be telling some stories. Which is exciting because the possibilities are endless. I never thought I’d like the freedom this form of writing gives you. Why don’t I do this all the time?? Because it...
In all seriousness, folks. Every time I write in prose form, I know I’m gonna be telling some stories. Which is exciting because the possibilities are endless. I never thought I’d like the freedom this form of writing gives you. Why don’t I do this all the time?? Because it...
#confessional
#prose
112 reads
15 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Sep 2024 7:27am
17th Sep 2024 7:27am
Love Ends Up Dead
Rubbing elbows with important people
Grifting off a talent you don’t possess
Always funding someone else's dream
Down to the very last detail you obsess
Catering to his every need gotta be hands on
Seize the right moment before it’s long gone
Preaching under the guise of protection
Getting dirty just to glow in the power
Morphing into some pseudo father figure
Pawn his future just to fill an hour
Envy fueling the dynamic of this relationship
Wrecking his heart for a one man ego-trip
A father looks out for his...
Grifting off a talent you don’t possess
Always funding someone else's dream
Down to the very last detail you obsess
Catering to his every need gotta be hands on
Seize the right moment before it’s long gone
Preaching under the guise of protection
Getting dirty just to glow in the power
Morphing into some pseudo father figure
Pawn his future just to fill an hour
Envy fueling the dynamic of this relationship
Wrecking his heart for a one man ego-trip
A father looks out for his...
#lyrics
#tragedy
132 reads
18 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
16th Sep 2024 7:57am
16th Sep 2024 7:57am
It's Got A Soprano's Vibe To It
After much deliberation. I, Damian DeadLove, being of sound mind and soul have come to a conclusion. I know what every writer has in common now, okay it could just be a theory, but please hear me out here. If anything it sounds cool but I’ll let you be the judge of that.
Can I get a drumroll, please?? We expose demons and slay them!! Told you it was pretty cool. Now some of you might be saying, “Your just now figuring that out, Damian?” Well I do walk to my own drumbeat, and sometimes I’ve been known to fall out of time. It happens more than I’d like to admit.
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Can I get a drumroll, please?? We expose demons and slay them!! Told you it was pretty cool. Now some of you might be saying, “Your just now figuring that out, Damian?” Well I do walk to my own drumbeat, and sometimes I’ve been known to fall out of time. It happens more than I’d like to admit.
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#satirical
#uplifting
116 reads
22 Comments
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