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A Demons Instinct...

A Demons Instinct...

Between the devil and a human being, there's a crawling sensation beneath my skin,
Dry as a desert, scraping within my pores, 
Selling my soul, my body is a worthless whore, 
My thoughts, one a king but other a pauper, still, a darkness like a hanging limb,
A shadow of my former self, evil has crept in, heat rushing through my veins, I've not known this before.

Release me!
Release this beast! 
Release this beast that's torturing my bleeding heart! 
I'm a voiceless martyr, stainless tears drip from the faded cross, 
My vessel, seeking out for peace to the very.... last drop

Scowling with intent, gritting my teeth with whisky laden breath,
The beast within rides my blood flow, I pray to children like a holy ghost,
My monstrous ways succumb to his spoken word at horrendous length,
With daylight, I'm a respectable pillar, but a night time predator will be the host.

Escape! 
Escape, please! 
Escape my empty shell, you're tearing me apart! 
I'm falling,
I'm falling into a blackened state, a place that a thirst for this, is wrong,
I shake my cage!
A soulful change!
Youth for sale! 
Church at what age?

Do I welcome this morning before the moon corrodes the veil that is my demon?
Do I welcome this morning before the church bells ring to the innocent screaming?
I will be judged, 
I will welcome my creator,
Send me to hell! 
The flames will burn for eternity,
For self control, I buried with sunset,
The names, I stole of their dignity,
I don't deserve to live, 
For I still don't regret...

A predator doesn't change instinct.

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Nigel Cresswell...

Mate,
I think this is brilliantly structured and formed.
Knowing you are a father I imagine it was harder to write than it is to read. 
Writing from the viewpoint of a tormented priest. A man who, presumably, wished to be a good man, Who could never be a good man because of the demon within.
I really don't know how you manage to look at and write about the subjects you do but I am grateful that you do. You are a true poet Wayne.
Nigel

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Wayne Stubbs

Wow!! What a comment, a true poet?? You'll make me blush, ? haha what a lovely thing to say, I must say, it took me about an hour and a half to write inbetween thoughts and trying to get into the deep end of the realism of the poem, hopefully I succeeded in doing so, you're a gentleman sir, thanks for your food for thought comment ????

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Terry Kay

Wow Wayne this is really good.  I think I need to start reading more of the dark side.  ?? I get the creeps really easy.  Love, Terry Kay

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Wayne Stubbs

Thanks very much Terry ?? don't go too far over the dark side haha ??

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Wayne Stubbs

Wow!! Really haha thanks very much for saying so, I'm glad that you liked it ?????

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Nine Eleven

You are a host to an Obscurus.

A dual, the poet and the demon, sometimes it spills out and fills this world with darkness but without darkness, we cannot see the light that exists in you.

Wonderful poetry Wayne, it does what it's suppose to do, wake us up.

 

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Wayne Stubbs

????? excellent comment Gerard, thanks very much for saying so, honestly, it's appreciated ??

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