Our hopeful eyes of shredded eternity peer through the glass.
They’re watching us in black satin as the children come to play and dance.
Their eyes transfixed on this amphetamine fix of broken promises and victimized ideals.
We watch throughout the glass as each in turn does something to harass.
The children watch our drooling sight as we glide around the floor
Reflecting the mirror-like consistencies of broken hearts and shattered tears.
We’re all just a reflection on a third dimensional plane following the masters beneath us.
Our feet in perfect rhythm, our minds so empty with thoughts, our emotions run amuck.
Impulsive tendencies prey upon the predators of the nostalgia through our oral fixations.
The door slams open, a children arises throughout the mist of splintered door frames.
He’s much more beautiful than the rest, his mask stalking closely to his discolored skin
He eyes survey the room finding the ones with the biggest sin.
He finds a mistress older than the rest prancing with a young boy and twirls her around.
Her gauntly face and retreating skin crease beneath the bone causing a crunching sound.
He lets go of the womanly sage as all the boys wish they were half her age.
Her lust transforms her beauty into pure discontent.
Next comes the lonely actress overstressed while being presented on stage.
Her mind aglow with nervousness as beauty haunts her silhouetted frame.
She sees in his eyes that after this dance she’ll never be the same.
Her mind unclouded, his breathe enticing, her consciousness enraged
Forever again will her envy never be changed.
He spins around a girl of twelve watching her pupils just growing too large.
Her mind drugged on Codone watching the world as hallucinations take charge.
Her mind enticed within an imaginary world as dancing is but a skill.
I wonder how long it’ll take until…
He seeks a teenage girl depressed out of her wits as she dances alone
She eyes a few cute boys, maybe a few girls, but who cares she’s a drone.
She’ll kill herself in two years time on nothing, but a fake sense of depression
Write a note saying she can’t take all the fake emotional suppression.
The Man looks around and removes his mask.
Dancing along with only one task.
His eyes depurify the souls of his dancers, as
Their mind becomes so much emptier than before
Who will win the depressive, the druggie, the actress or the whore?
He looks into the mirror with his pupil-less eyes
With his latex tight skin he’ll always despise.
Watching the lights turn on with his skin redder than the sun,
Wondering if he should stay or should he run.
Author notes
Prompt:"Say goodbye, as we dance with the devil tonight.
Don't you dare look at him in the eye, as we dance with the devil tonight?"
Breaking Benjamin- Dance with the Devil
A contest entry
- Come Join The Dark Side by Re-invention.
1376 points, ended July 17, 2008, 18 entries
Honorable mention
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Lovely piece.
Very nice song, the piece was filled with life, and spirit. Fantastic piece. I thank you for sharing this with us.
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Excellent write
Indeed yet the devil who dances today is hip ands wears the styles now given and he brings drugs to out young .He entices them to join the crowd and once he convinces them they are his now . Lost now within the pit of hell unknowing of their demise yet the devils ego swells . There is not one drug addict upon this earth that is emune to being saved they all know the way .You have to decide will you be healed soon enough or will you miss it by one day and be forever within his clutch . The scales of time good and evil peace or destruction it truly is your choice Please dont wait come back home and live
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I am going to get this scene in my head every time I listen to that song now...
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Lovely.
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this reminds me of that music video i sent you.
pretty friggin awesome.
thanks for never commenting my poem ho.
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great job youve done here with the prompt.... excellent take..... thanks for sharing this and entering this contest...... good luck....!!!!!!
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great.. no... amazing take on prompt.. even though Its long.. I enjoyed the vision you gave through it.. the characters you inflicted and the words you used in this.. I noticed you made an effort on rhyming them which somehow made the poem seem darker than the version I had imagined.. loved how you took over the main character who supposely is a devil which conjures over peoples minds.. great job on metaphors!
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