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Dead
Alone in the ashes
my demons have quieted
leaving me lonely
tapping out a quiet S.O.S
in my blackened room
depression has embraced me
my rough, fierce edge gone
smoking and drinking like a fiend
wanting the manic high
I've hit the bottom
adrift without their
rough fuck you attitude
in your face ink
laced with arsenic
delivered the way only they can
conjuring my demons now
speak and deliver me
from this dead state
feed me the venom
the poisonous verse
in which I revel
empowering and bewitching
you've enslaved my body
caged my mind
hear this plea
of this mortal lady
whisper to me gently
unbind my chains
let me lash at the flesh
of man with your demonic code
feed me your cum
your seed and essence
I will spit it on the page
giving you voice and vengeance
I am a mere minion
writhing in despair
with nothing to say
just empty dead air
my demons have quieted
leaving me lonely
tapping out a quiet S.O.S
in my blackened room
depression has embraced me
my rough, fierce edge gone
smoking and drinking like a fiend
wanting the manic high
I've hit the bottom
adrift without their
rough fuck you attitude
in your face ink
laced with arsenic
delivered the way only they can
conjuring my demons now
speak and deliver me
from this dead state
feed me the venom
the poisonous verse
in which I revel
empowering and bewitching
you've enslaved my body
caged my mind
hear this plea
of this mortal lady
whisper to me gently
unbind my chains
let me lash at the flesh
of man with your demonic code
feed me your cum
your seed and essence
I will spit it on the page
giving you voice and vengeance
I am a mere minion
writhing in despair
with nothing to say
just empty dead air
Published 15th Jan 2015
| Edited 21st Jan 2015
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Anonymous
15th Jan 2015 5:31pm
powerful feeling, nearly dominant although it seems to speak of letting go of control or surrender. I love the raw feel and your usual way with injecting every line with evocative emotion that can grab me in a real way. The piece feels a bit like the protagonist is torn or confused, maybe uncertain or tired
but, that is how it speaks to my soul
as always, enjoyed
hugs xx
but, that is how it speaks to my soul
as always, enjoyed
hugs xx
15th Jan 2015 5:36pm
thank you beautiful Miki for your very lovely and insightful comment.. hugs you back with love Crim :)
15th Jan 2015 6:23pm
I get that feeling of emptiness quite frequently. Waiting it out has worked. So far. These hollow intervals seem to be getting longer. You've found inspiration, however demonic. I just don't think you need to do any channeling. You're imagination is fiery enough, Lady Crim.
15th Jan 2015 6:34pm
Anonymous
15th Jan 2015 6:24pm
So much sadness and despair, don't give in to it beautiful lady, by this ink alone you have shown your unique qualities..your words shine out no matter what mood you are in. Your demons have not deserted you, they are showing u how to have faith in your own work from all you have been taught. You are amazing, you just need to accept that sweetie
15th Jan 2015 6:35pm
thank you lovely one for being so beautiful and inspiring.. my demons are probably pissed that I deleted the last poem they inspired.. love you Brenda :)
15th Jan 2015 8:38pm
a lovely but sad exposition of despair - you really are a skilled wordsmith
:-)
:-)
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15th Jan 2015 10:31pm
dark, gritty & relatable, all in your signature balls to the wall style of delivery. your honesty is always awe inspiring, lovely one xoxo
15th Jan 2015 10:44pm
thank you beautiful one for showing this ink and me love.. with love Brenda :)
Evocative evocation! Visions pulling forward through a wicked fog ridden miasma swarm my mind. Stepping from shadows is never taken lightly!. I love this poem.
16th Jan 2015 3:14am
thank you beautiful Angel for touching my heart and making me smile :) with love Crim
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16th Jan 2015 00:16am
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16th Jan 2015 3:15am
thank you lovely lady for the insightful and beautiful comment :) with love Crim
16th Jan 2015 1:08am
a dark angel pulling fiercely at her chains, in an atmosphere of incarceration...
16th Jan 2015 3:16am
16th Jan 2015 5:07am
Dont let it win my love, you know it always loves you, the devils spawn is always watching you , you mustn't let it inside...
Great dirty and raw exposure Crim
keep writing!! I loved this...
Zazzles xoxoxox
Great dirty and raw exposure Crim
keep writing!! I loved this...
Zazzles xoxoxox
16th Jan 2015 5:17am
