Gothic/Fantasy Writing

LDG

Bleed The Freak
"Gothic / Fantasy" Poetry by LDG
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Come To Me
8/24/05

Pull me down,
into your world,

darkness abounds,
the only sounds,

moans of love,

pain and pleasure,
liquid heat flowing,

bubble to the surface as I
suckle at your wounds.

Oh I am falling down,
down weeping at your feet,

to see my life complete,
through these jaded eyes.

I cry!

Can you see that I belong here?
Can you see I have no fear?
Can you taste my sanguine tears?

Can you feel me?!

And in my soul I hear the cry,

"yes my love I feel you,
and there's nothing you must do,
to prove to me you're worthy.

I knew this long ago,
now I see it in your soul,
come into the depths with me,
stay and we will be free."


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Decayed Elegance
10/21/04

Patterened obsessions have ruled my life,
presented as shadows or dreams that never die.
But are never fullfilled.
The healing eludes me, I sit here,
my wounds still fresh, my heart still broken,
lost in this life,
bored to the brink of insanity.
Faith so fleeting, comes and goes,
what have I got to believe in anyway?
the promise of things I have not seen,
my life remains this hell,
despite my prayers, and I have
given up inside.
I am surrounded by people who love me,
but can't know my soul, my fear, my pain,
wich everyday haunts me, encasing me with
doubt and distrust and despair.
It is a decayed elegance that I now embrace,
I hold my head up high, look you in the eye,
but my soul wilts more every day, what you see is
not what you get.
Mutilated and descicrated,
as my sould dies a little more every minute.


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Erased
12/28/04

I can't recall my face,
I don't know my name,
left alone in shadows,
huddled and in pain.

Forgotten my memories,
blackboard is erased,
I no longer know hope,
I can't remember my faith.

Stranded here I weep,
for I don't know what will be,
I don't know how I got here,
what has happened to me?

Finally I raise my head,
and look around the room,
all I see is faded white,
and I feel a sense of doom.

Eyes settle on a door,
in the middle a square of light,
a window with checkerboard bars,
now I can't contain my fright.

For I now know what I'm seeing,
and realize I am bound,
feel the padded wall behind me,
my fear the only sound.

I can't recall my face,
I don't know my name,
left alone in shadows,
I must have gone insane.


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Evil Grin
11/14/04

An evil catty grin,
madness she doth spin,
tucked into tattered pocket,
sword of death within.

Hate she always brings
terror makes heart cringe,
she's staring at your soul,
Death bell toll rings.

Touch can bring flame,
wich means life or means pain,
watch all she touches crumble,
In this nightmare you remain.


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Fallen
10/30/04

A demon, he has fallen,
in despair he gives up his faith.
He's turned his back on all he was,
through his anguish, anger, hate,

He falls....

His master will not forgive,
scar the body, torment the mind,
but he will not return to darkness,
he will not return to immortal life.

He's fallen...

He did not believe there was hope left,
he can see his future: all alone,
cannot imagine love or joy or bliss,
faithless now he must atone.

He's dying...

Then as if from heaven he catches a glimps,
a goddess, pure of heart, pure of mind,
She feels his pain, she changes fate,
and lights a fire is his eyes.

He's dreaming...

That something may yet change him,
Embraced by creature, white hot love,
forgiven and now accepted,
by an angel from above.

He's crying...

Cannot conceive this joy he feels,
this happiness so new, so alien
This bliss he now embraces,
as he knows he is forgiven.

He is reborn.


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LDG
2/1/05

The embodiment of evil,

does it scare you?
does it scare you?

Through the eyes see,
borderline fantasies
becoming a new reality,
does it scare you?

provoked to the edge
jumped off the ledge
swooped in and caught me,
and I sold my soul for a

version of life,

perverted existence,
empty shell, dead eyes,
beaten down and zombified,

_do a dance for you tonight_

does it scare you?
does it scare you?

bony puppet on her strings,
pale flesh warping to your whims,
bring back the fire to my eyes
as I embrace the big empty inside,

_open wide_

and take me in,
take me with you,

I'm not scared,
I'm already dead,

~living dead girl~


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Master Awaits Me
11/17/04

"Goodbye My Love"
I say to thee,
for I shall soon depart.
Take leave of this world
and see with eyes renewed to
the night.

Leave behind the anguish
of a mortal life unfullfilled,
my dear, I love you,
yet I remain incomplete:
undiscovered,
unchallenged and,
underdone.

I am ready to embrace the night,
call of my vamire master,
overpowers earthly ties,
leaves me,
yearning,
for this new state of being.

An erotic thirst, which
my dark side will finally let me
give in to.
Changing form, so that life force of mortals
is what will sustain me.
Releasing yet another lonely soul,
while I take what nourishes my own.

So good bye my love, for I am fading,
I will see my master tonight,
and I will finally let him take me.
to the other side of life, dark and
painful but,
sensual and I will be
satisfied,
beyond the realm of mortal comprehension.

For the abyss that is calling me,
I leave you tonight.
My love.


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Master Awaits Me
11/17/04

"Goodbye My Love"
I say to thee,
for I shall soon depart.
Take leave of this world
and see with eyes renewed to
the night.

Leave behind the anguish
of a mortal life unfullfilled,
my dear, I love you,
yet I remain incomplete:
undiscovered,
unchallenged and,
underdone.

I am ready to embrace the night,
call of my vamire master,
overpowers earthly ties,
leaves me,
yearning,
for this new state of being.

An erotic thirst, which
my dark side will finally let me
give in to.
Changing form, so that life force of mortals
is what will sustain me.
Releasing yet another lonely soul,
while I take what nourishes my own.

So good bye my love, for I am
fading,
I will see my master tonight,
and I will finally let him take me.
to the other side of life, dark and
painful but,
sensual and I will be
satisfied,
beyond the realm of mortal comprehension.

For the abyss that is calling me,
I leave you tonight.
My love.


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My Mistress
2/2/05

Mistress of the dark,
she lures me to her side,
for she looks deep within my soul,
and becomes what I want me to be.

Sitting by her side,
I feel her gaze fall on my veins,
hair tingling, such feelings,
the rush, the high,
as her eyes lock with mine,
eternity together awaits us,
if I will just let her take me...

_down_

And I quickly contemplate my life,
and what I would be leaving,
and the answer is clear within seconds,

_a breathe_

she takes her hands and my head she cradles,
it doesn't even hurt, my blood belongs to her,
with an extreme quickness it flows and then,
it's done...

our fates we seal with a bloody kiss,
and we dance away together in the night,
the first eve of infinite to come.


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Purgatory
11/20/04

Fallen fae,
tattered wings,
half shut eyes,
swollen stings.

Under the moon,
curl up and cry,
you've been thrown out,
tossed aside.

Once your beauty,
could light up the day,
don't have it anymore,
been stolen away.

Nowhere to go,
stuck in between,
now in purgatory,
your darkest dreams.

Swallowed whole,
the deepest misery,
your soul chained down,
and forever it will be.

So your torture awaits,
blood, pain, and tears,
forevermore you remain,
locked up with your fears.

Your punishment, perhaps,
for all you've done and been,
you knew you weren't worthy,
now you pay for your sins.


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Take the Ride
8/27/05

battered and broken,
sanity shattered,
I lie on the floor and clutch at my throat,
desiring an end to the pain,
razor pressed to my vein,
pleading for courage.

looking up I see before me a being of
tainted Gothic beauty,
tattered clothes, too skinny,
all in black and looking at me,
in her hands she holds a rose,
as dark as the shadows around us.

From the look on her face when she opens her mouth I
expect a scream, but a soft, grating voice is what speaks,
eyes become intent as they lock on me, she says,

"death is not the end. I can't tell you what this means.
Choosing death over life appears a romantic notion to you,

~as you sit in pain, praying in vain~

but you cannot be sure of what you choose,
for death is not the end."

Shaking, crying, eyes on a razor seeing the blood
on the floor, so easy to die,
soul evacuating body in
3, 2, 1....

"no matter what I face,
even if I go to hell,
what is this life I have now?
Is it not hell on earth?"

"my child you know not what you say but
you see more than many your age and
there is nothing i can say to you that will
take away your pain,

so for you,

I'll pray."

Is She leaving me alone?
Alone to die amid my tears?

"no, I'll be here, take the rose,
use the thorns,
go with the intent of
a better life beginning and not a
useless one ending.

I wish you a painless journey and hope one day we may
meet again in another way."

I watch as her shape as it fades
and darkness takes it's place and I wonder if I'm insane.

with a sigh and strangled cry I gain the knowledge that sometimes,
the worst is the best,
the end is the beginning,
and to heal you must hurt...

So I pick up the rose, I
hold the stem I
flex my arm,
Always had such pale arms and blue veins you can
see them.
I pick the big one,
I close my eyes I hold on tight,
I plunge the thorn and take a ride.

And emerge on the other side.


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The Thin Ice
10/23/04
*inspired by parts of the movie "Pink Floyd's The Wall"

He starts a child,
a troubled existence.
Mommy's little boy,
sheltered but for
the death of his father.

That lonely soldier,
snuffed from his life,
and now he is forever curious,
of the existence of death.

Shitfs into a man,
self destructive in love,
neglecting his woman,
as inner maddness intrudes.

Finally a soul alone,
now overlooked,
he sees and regrets.
But it's too late for love.

Becoming zombified,
"comfortably numb"
through self mutilation,
and instanity.

His fear is woman,
his love is hate,
his demon is himself.
his reality are hallucinations.

~Swallowed whole
by female flower.

Flashes of memory,
an uneasy child.~

Rage and his demons,
destroy all he is.
There is no happy ending,
as they tear down his wall.


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Transformed
12/16/04

Time for me to take you,
to places you've not seen,
come away with me my love,
and find what you've been missing.

A physical transformation,
your eyes take on new sight,
show aversion to the sunshine,
but cat like in the night.

Strong nails, long teeth,
perfection has been attained,
all around you growing old,
your being will stay maintained.

Locked into eternal youth,
your skin will never change,
your body will remain as so,
and yet your soul shall age.

~

Fear not the mortals anymore,
they cannot mock your might.
If you took a mind to get revenge,
thier blood would be your right.

A fresh force has awakened in you,
in your heart no compassion remans,
you will feed beneath the flesh of those,
who fall prey to your lethal gaze.

No remorse is in our hearts,
as we gaze upon the sheep,
this world if full of liars and haters,
and we are putting them to sleep.

Here forever we shall remain,
prisoner to our own desires,
with no regret in our cold hearts.
we feed upon the liars.


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You Belong To Me
11/17/04

His skin is discolored,
his eyes cat like, wild,
insane is this master,
the ruler of hereafter.

His nails dripping blood,
his evil laugh as you run,
Drenched in hate his power is
greater even than your will to live.

Staring with evil, he snatches your gaze,
and all disappears into dream like haze,
he has you now, you are at his mercy,
he grins and moans "you belong to me"
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Becoming
1/5/06

Night falls,
and she awakens,
taken to sleeping the daylight away.

She rises,
contented,
rested,
energized,

Something inside
springs alive,

And she crosses the room to
gaze at the moon.
She has a date under the stars tonight,
this eve she’ll consent to change her life,
~surrender to the bite~
marks on the outside that
mirror her soul.

It will be tonight.
She will become, tonight.

She steps out,
clad in white night clothes,
upon the balcony,
pondering the stars,

Feet upon the stone,
subtle shift of weight
and she is gone.

Flying, soaring Down,
to the ground,
no more sounds….


Once again, she opens her eyes,
to see, to ponder orbs of black,
glazed pools swimming with secret pleasures,
gazing right back at her…
And then she knew.

To this creature that set her free she will
give her love for all eternity.
A kiss before she must give in to curiosity,
and be off to explore her new world.

For she has,
Never felt so alive!
and she’d thought she was dead inside!
Looking now, with x-ray eyes,
such beauty to behold all around her.

The trees, so deeply dark green,
The moon as bright as she’d ever seen,
The fireflies which seem to Shine,

The breathtakingly quick and real movement she sees,

out of the corner of her eyes.

Second set of lids now opening,
brain tissue laying dormant now pulsing,
and she can feel and see life and death all around her.

To live this way will take some getting used to.
Only an hour has passed yet drained and overwhelmed she is,

From what she now sees,
From what she now feels,
From what she now knows….

So, with an eternity to learn peace she
gives in to a different kind of sleep.
She’s reborn into another life,
with the knowledge in her mind,
that when she awakes,

she will survive.
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Beyond the Flesh
12/2/04
Another rose falls from the bush,
becomes no more than a mass of thorns,
ceases to amaze you with beauty as
dying there's no sweet smell, yet
everlasting are these thorns,
from fingertips they do prick,
gradually blood emerges,
hold it in your hand, pool of red,
intriguing you now with beauty of another sort,
jarring your senses with a sweeter smell,
kind of like the echo of
laughter forgotten,
making you want to lick your fingers to remember,
never need to look outside yourself for beauty,
onto the dirt it drips reminding you,
pleasure can come from pain,
quite like roses go with thorns,
red blood and pain go with life,
sanguine reminder of this lest you forget,
touch the razor to your skin and remember,
unto the dirt you let life drip,
veer not from the your path for,
without question there is more to it, if you had
x ray vision you would see beyond the flesh,
you would see the arteries beneath...
Zen like now you are ready to reveal all you've learned.

 
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