Submissions by DamianDeadLove (Damian DeadLove)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
"I'm about as subtle as a death growl in an echo chamber!"
Backstage (Van Halen)
Welcome Backstage, I’m Damian DeadLove. The year was 1996, September 4th to be precise. I’m watching the MTV awards show for some reason, I’ve never been huge into watching the award’s ceremony. Not even for live performances, mainly because the sound was never great on those shows. In my opinion that is.
Dennis Miller, the comedian, was the host that night. He was ready to announce the next presenter, and I was floored when he uttered the name, Van Halen. “Runnin’ With The Devil” is cued up and I’m waiting for the big reveal. Waiting for the curtain to be pulled back so...
Dennis Miller, the comedian, was the host that night. He was ready to announce the next presenter, and I was floored when he uttered the name, Van Halen. “Runnin’ With The Devil” is cued up and I’m waiting for the big reveal. Waiting for the curtain to be pulled back so...
#music
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18 Comments
Starving Artist Mentality
It’s not about the fame or accolades
That’s a young man’s way of thinking
My flavor’s breaking down barricades
That’s why I quit the whiskey drinking
Success is my double edged sword
Staying grounded to the harsh reality
Unwilling to completely cut the cord
Protecting my starving artist mentality
That’s a young man’s way of thinking
My flavor’s breaking down barricades
That’s why I quit the whiskey drinking
Success is my double edged sword
Staying grounded to the harsh reality
Unwilling to completely cut the cord
Protecting my starving artist mentality
#success
101 reads
12 Comments
Learning To Love
There’s a fork in the road up ahead
Can’t obtain wisdom without mileage
Been searching for a common thread
Knowing I’ll face the hanging judge
Time apparently doesn’t heal all scars
Each passing year guilt grows heavy
Misery is shared inside crowded bars
Until frustration overwhelms the levee
Growing old brings the slow decline
Don’t be pondering over choices made
Sitting here waiting to receive a sign
Learning to love for a debt already paid
Can’t obtain wisdom without mileage
Been searching for a common thread
Knowing I’ll face the hanging judge
Time apparently doesn’t heal all scars
Each passing year guilt grows heavy
Misery is shared inside crowded bars
Until frustration overwhelms the levee
Growing old brings the slow decline
Don’t be pondering over choices made
Sitting here waiting to receive a sign
Learning to love for a debt already paid
#faith
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16 Comments
Sinister Mind
Outside in the distance a black cat moans
Underneath a blistered sky the stars revolt
Lost in the wilderness while casting stones
Testing fate on the edge of a lightning-bolt
Strangers gather around the mystic stream
In need of quenching some forgotten thirst
Wandering across miles guided by a dream
Only to realize the journey has been cursed
Death will consume them all before sunrise
Silently a creature approaches from behind
Overwhelmed taken completely by surprise
Falling victim to a madman’s sinister mind
Underneath a blistered sky the stars revolt
Lost in the wilderness while casting stones
Testing fate on the edge of a lightning-bolt
Strangers gather around the mystic stream
In need of quenching some forgotten thirst
Wandering across miles guided by a dream
Only to realize the journey has been cursed
Death will consume them all before sunrise
Silently a creature approaches from behind
Overwhelmed taken completely by surprise
Falling victim to a madman’s sinister mind
#horror
104 reads
19 Comments
Godspeed, Fellow Writer's
Propaganda got emotions running hot
Misinformation crowds an angry stage
Seems the internet can cause brain rot
Inciting the masses with constant rage
Help me understand how we got here
Political puppets are deciding our fate
It’s not a mere illusion it’s more severe
Wealthy families fighting over the gate
I’m sorry fellow poets/poetesses I had every intention of writing this poem. Maybe I did write it, maybe it’s not meant to be what I call finished.
My muse has other ideas in mind. She always gets her way, and she is...
Misinformation crowds an angry stage
Seems the internet can cause brain rot
Inciting the masses with constant rage
Help me understand how we got here
Political puppets are deciding our fate
It’s not a mere illusion it’s more severe
Wealthy families fighting over the gate
I’m sorry fellow poets/poetesses I had every intention of writing this poem. Maybe I did write it, maybe it’s not meant to be what I call finished.
My muse has other ideas in mind. She always gets her way, and she is...
#freedom
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In The Final Hour
Collecting pieces to complete the puzzle
Future looks so uncertain in recent times
Demanding that humanity wear a muzzle
While these tyrants are committing crimes
Significant damage from pressure applied
Middle class being snuffed out for ransom
Force-fed lies are causing this great divide
Violent acts starting to look not so random
Political vermin corrupted by their owners
Obedient slaves kneel to the hand of power
Legislation is made to appease the donors
A deliberate smokescreen in the final hour
Future looks so uncertain in recent times
Demanding that humanity wear a muzzle
While these tyrants are committing crimes
Significant damage from pressure applied
Middle class being snuffed out for ransom
Force-fed lies are causing this great divide
Violent acts starting to look not so random
Political vermin corrupted by their owners
Obedient slaves kneel to the hand of power
Legislation is made to appease the donors
A deliberate smokescreen in the final hour
#corruption
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Her Warmest Embrace
Spilling ink just to get through the night
Distorted thoughts rising to the surface
Sweetest muse marks me with her bite
Bringing desire and stoking my furnace
Sharing visions that bring a truthful urge
Wading in darkness while walking upright
Not knowing which version will emerge
Covered with shadows or bathing in light
She resides within my active imagination
Undressing wisdom with seductive grace
She leaves reason open to interpretation
Unlocking me with her warmest embrace
Distorted thoughts rising to the surface
Sweetest muse marks me with her bite
Bringing desire and stoking my furnace
Sharing visions that bring a truthful urge
Wading in darkness while walking upright
Not knowing which version will emerge
Covered with shadows or bathing in light
She resides within my active imagination
Undressing wisdom with seductive grace
She leaves reason open to interpretation
Unlocking me with her warmest embrace
#seductive
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The Price Is Never Fair
Whiskey river flowing through my mind
Unable to remember which way is down
Needing to escape from the daily grind
Waiting for insanity to come back around
Hooked on the feeling of remaining numb
Casting blame on this foolish heart of mine
Chasing after love leaves me looking dumb
These toxic thoughts lead to rapid decline
Been broken so many times I’ve lost count
Yesterday is one continuous loop of despair
Couldn’t tell you how much or the amount
Details get fuzzy and the price is never fair
Unable to remember which way is down
Needing to escape from the daily grind
Waiting for insanity to come back around
Hooked on the feeling of remaining numb
Casting blame on this foolish heart of mine
Chasing after love leaves me looking dumb
These toxic thoughts lead to rapid decline
Been broken so many times I’ve lost count
Yesterday is one continuous loop of despair
Couldn’t tell you how much or the amount
Details get fuzzy and the price is never fair
#addiction
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21 Comments
Seductive Whisper
Seductive whisper taunts a fragile soul
Peddling fantasies to obtain full control
Coincidence's don’t happen by chance
Unable to read intent in a passing glance
Loving her could end in spiritual death
Cursing me under her cinnamon breath
Peddling fantasies to obtain full control
Coincidence's don’t happen by chance
Unable to read intent in a passing glance
Loving her could end in spiritual death
Cursing me under her cinnamon breath
#relationships
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14 Comments
Chasing Dreams
Writing all my fears on an empty page
Needing to share these random thoughts
Looking for common ground to engage
Never found it hard to connect the dots
Chasing dreams in a game of chance
I’m a realist when it comes to limitations
Sure it gets me off to make words dance
While venting all life’s many frustrations
Wisdom’s another word for commonsense
That’s been accumulating over the years
So many seasons spent sitting on the fence
Learning that nothing truly is as it appears
Needing to share these random thoughts
Looking for common ground to engage
Never found it hard to connect the dots
Chasing dreams in a game of chance
I’m a realist when it comes to limitations
Sure it gets me off to make words dance
While venting all life’s many frustrations
Wisdom’s another word for commonsense
That’s been accumulating over the years
So many seasons spent sitting on the fence
Learning that nothing truly is as it appears
#risk
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19 Comments
Still Carries A Sting
Smug suggestion fueled a raging fire
In case there was a shadow of doubt
Spirts make it harder to walk this wire
A subtle whisper swelling into a shout
Never was I treated like an equal partner
Killing myself slowly to create an illusion
You’re always choosing to play the martyr
Clinging onto this weary web of confusion
Random outbursts crowd a desolate room
Distorted rhetoric lingers inside bitter walls
Every conversation was clouded with doom
Counterproductive until all momentum stalls
Heard you finally decided to...
In case there was a shadow of doubt
Spirts make it harder to walk this wire
A subtle whisper swelling into a shout
Never was I treated like an equal partner
Killing myself slowly to create an illusion
You’re always choosing to play the martyr
Clinging onto this weary web of confusion
Random outbursts crowd a desolate room
Distorted rhetoric lingers inside bitter walls
Every conversation was clouded with doom
Counterproductive until all momentum stalls
Heard you finally decided to...
#redemption
108 reads
14 Comments
Repeat Offender
Pessimistic fool by nature or so it seems
Always waiting for the other shoe to drop
Past the double talk and random schemes
Still unable to make all this madness stop
Change is inevitable it’s a product of time
Careless actions leading to another bender
Found guilty but never committed a crime
A social stigma spawning a repeat offender
Always waiting for the other shoe to drop
Past the double talk and random schemes
Still unable to make all this madness stop
Change is inevitable it’s a product of time
Careless actions leading to another bender
Found guilty but never committed a crime
A social stigma spawning a repeat offender
#misunderstood
100 reads
13 Comments
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