x-dominique-payton

On wings I flew into the night Without the least concern. Past worldly skies and Heaven's gates, My joy was overturned. I'd gone so far without a care, The hardest lesson learned. I gave my soul to kiss the stars, But in the end I burned.

Try to tempt me with lies from a slithering tongue, But my world is not Eden. I will not be swayed to eat of fruits forbidden, Made to be robbed of all the innocence I was given. You fallen devil, one lost in shame, one cast to the lowest depths Dare comes to me to speak false words in softly spoken breaths. Lowly Serpent, you aimed to deceive, To have me damned eternally, To tempt and take control of me, But not one word did I believe.

I once longed for my dreams to be undisturbed. Now my fantasies, And all their entities, In woe have been submerged. My pleasant world of hope and faith Became a nightmare dissipated in darkness, Born of haunting sorrow and taunted by the wraith. And so the gloom emerged from my unanswered prayer. Now I despised With shutted eyes, The dream turned to despair.

I used to wear a mask And when pressed against my face, I could hide my true identity. The mask was decorated with deception And with its own hideous personality, It forced me to become hateful. Yet I wore this mask, Although grotesque to me, To hide my flaws. I wore this mask, Which possessed and consumed me, To protect me from the harsh judgment of others. And, as much as this powerful entity transformed me into a bring of negativity, I could not remove it from my flesh. Not until now. Not until I summoned the courage within To tear it away and live in truth.

I'm waiting to bow in triumph To play a joyful melody. Instead my song brings tears to eyes. I pluck the strings of melancholy.

Your downward spiral seems neverending. Lonely Man, you've remedied your pain with liquor And left your life and wellness pending. Pouring poison in your glass without the slightest hesitation. Doing so at every opportunity, All to achieve the highest level of intoxication. Will you ever attempt to end your addiction? The one you've lost your freedom to. The one that does not cure but adds to your affliction.

I am the Queen of Sorrow. Your majesty, they call me, of everpresent doom Sitting on a throne of bones My subjects soiled with death and gloom. All my kingdom's filled with graves. The earth requires peculiar thirst Not drops of rain but blood it craves. I gaze at this depressing land where good comes not tomorrow. I rule this land of hellish fate, forever Queen of Sorrow.

It is my prayer to dream dreams undisturbed. Cast away the horrid souls who aim to haunt me while I sleep. Let me dream so I may escape the world and all its evil And be surrounded by a new earth of heavenly qualities. Let me dream So, when I wake, my thoughts will dance with hope.

No heartbeat. Body standing still amidst the darkened night. All that trembles is the mind with most unpleasant thoughts Almost as though insanity has caused this awful fright. Yet I am not insane Although that may be what it seems. I fear a real and silent killer after his revenge. He stalks me in my consciousness and even in my dreams. It's he who's mad. Seeking me for crimes I've done and counting my mistakes. Judging my morality in utmost harshened ways. His methods cruel and just the same for all the lives he takes. No heartbeat still, Only sounds of footsteps heard upon the floor so well. It is that Deathly Angle here, To

Darkened shadows haunting me above my wooden door. Hiding, lurking, taunting, smirking. Shadows of the demons live, yet rotten to their core. Hiding in the darkness with one horrible request. Waiting, lurking, laughing, smirking, waiting for the chance to carry out their evil quest, to possess my soul in ways it's never been possessed. Preying, lurking, taunting, smirking. Preying on my spirit from that perch above the door. I sensed all of the horror resting just above my door. Haunting, lurking, taunting, smirking stalking with a vegence causing fear to cross the floor. Haunting with their blackened eyes of putrid vile deception