deepundergroundpoetry.com
THE CEMETERY TRIPTYCH
I am wide awake
Feel I need to kill myself to sleep
Why won't you stay
Among the darkness where shadows creep?
Seems you haunt the moon
Sickening at the altar of feasts
Lost in the doom
Finding myself before the great beast
And In this midnightmare citadel
Blackened talons reach for me
And drag me down this loathsome well
My vision's fading
Your face is dissolving in the waves
When madness rings
Laughter echoes with sanity's bane
And the harlot kills
With pleasures of the flesh and the flames
Burn away stills
Of celluloid phantasies and dreams
And In this midnightmare citadel
Blackened talons reach for me
And drag me down this loathsome well
REACH FOR ME
Toll the obsidian midnight bell
Withered arteries will feed
Then drag me down to welcome Hell
THEY REACH FOR ME
In the daze of the blaze
no fire licks the shores of the abyss
In the dying light of skies
no judgement comes phantoms that have kissed
In the cold grasp of souls
no absence of the watchers at the seal
In the last of the past
no mere angels will ever stifle my quill
N O M O R E
Haunted chrysalis
I'm entombed within this cryptic crypt
Severing bliss
Like pigs burnt to embers on the spit
Hypocrites will fall
To the crimson chambers of the pit
Silence their calls
I sleep in cemetery triptychs
And In this midnightmare citadel
Blackened talons reach for me
And drag me down this loathsome well
REACH FOR ME
Toll the obsidian midnight bell
Withered arteries will feed
Then drag me down to welcome Hell
THEY REACH FOR ME
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 3
reading list entries 1
comments 4
reads 333
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.