Sweet angel of mercy bring me to the depths
Depths that I foray into only in my nightmares
Give to me the strength, I pray, to walk the paths
Paths that show the darker side of this one's soul
Deeper into the dungeons that hold the killing beast
Deeper still into the hell that was created long ago
Silence beckons in the mist parting with each step
Hunting those that will die at my hand to feed my own blood thirst
Facing in each cracked mirror another image here
Liking the fact that in each one fear becomes the dominant trait
Power the of hell gives to me the ability to feed each night
Feed upon the weaker flesh and minds of the innocent ones
As I watch my image contort to something dark and maimed
Wickedness rises within, I watch my own eyes gleam
The need to give pain and hell those so undeserving fills me
Lust to drink their blood and sip on their undeveloped psyches
Oh yes, sweet angel of mercy run, for now that I have seen
The images of my darkest hell and I love them all the more
Casting spells upon those who cross this ancient one's path
Piss me off, go ahead... now run, I like to hunt innocent flesh
Depths that I foray into only in my nightmares
Give to me the strength, I pray, to walk the paths
Paths that show the darker side of this one's soul
Deeper into the dungeons that hold the killing beast
Deeper still into the hell that was created long ago
Silence beckons in the mist parting with each step
Hunting those that will die at my hand to feed my own blood thirst
Facing in each cracked mirror another image here
Liking the fact that in each one fear becomes the dominant trait
Power the of hell gives to me the ability to feed each night
Feed upon the weaker flesh and minds of the innocent ones
As I watch my image contort to something dark and maimed
Wickedness rises within, I watch my own eyes gleam
The need to give pain and hell those so undeserving fills me
Lust to drink their blood and sip on their undeveloped psyches
Oh yes, sweet angel of mercy run, for now that I have seen
The images of my darkest hell and I love them all the more
Casting spells upon those who cross this ancient one's path
Piss me off, go ahead... now run, I like to hunt innocent flesh
Author notes
yes dearest I have seen the darkness of my own soul and faced the fact that deep within a demon can truly grow. I never liked writing dark stuff before but now, I am finding it easier than ever to walk, accept and in loving it, also find the control and ability to work in balance. thanks for holding this contest.
Written August 26th, 2006
A contest entry
- Shadow Realms, Dark Goddesses, and the Unseelie by Daoine.
300 points, ended September 18, 2006, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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LOL...you know how tight that leash is now. NOT! I'm so glad to see how far you have come, hun. Don't worry about me, I let go of that leash long ago.
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Sis, take the time to explore that side more for understanding and then you will be able to loosen the leash. When I did it, with the knowledge, acceptance and love came the ability to control it unconditionally. I work with both energies now and things have been working out splendidly. Well, with the exception of recently of course. but that is something on a different level altogether.
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Shadow Realm
You are most welcome, sis. Yes, I know where you come from since you know there has always been a part of me that I've always had to keep a tight leash on. Thank you for going into those places and writing such a soul felt poem. -
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