Broken Man

By Damien Knight

Inside I claw at the walls
of the cage I built by hand
My skin crawls the images
Of this old broken man

All I ever wanted was love
to give my heart away
all I wanted was to be there
I wanted her to stay

I ache to let her near me
and try so hard to get close
thought this was a soul mate
not another almost

Swallowing my pride
I have to let it go
cuz time, space, and distance
has no room for love to grow

This ice cold heart
is locked back in its vault
If any is to blame
this is all my fault

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Heartbreak

By Damien Knight

My love pours like rain
Flows as blood in my veins
My devotion
A vast ocean
For my sweet Annabelle
Her love left me well
Now I long for her
Alone and unsure
Her voice as ice
To break her heart twice
I did not intend
How must I mend
The gaping ache
Before my heart breaks

Ripped

By “Ayana Kanosis”

Heart ripped from my breast
I know I wasn’t the best
Obsessive, selfish, and lost
Now I’m paying the cost
Of being overbearing
And constantly wearing
Out your nerves
Forgive me, seems you love her
But slowly my heart
Tears apart
Then falls unbeating
Wake me I’m dreaming
Goodnight, goodnight, my death
This is my last breath
So, say au revoir
I must run far
Sleep deep and wake
With a new uptake
Embrace my name
No more games
I wake no longer apart
I become Blackheart

Vengeance Will Be Mine

Vengeance Will Be Mine

By Damien Knight I could scream with the hatred that builds in me I could cut the throat of the one I hate But what would that bring me He’s already dead, I was too late I can feel pity for the one who does not earn It I do still burn with passion for him But I’d rather not have bull-shit So, I must un-love him For men who only care about themselves Whose egos make them oblivious Should die and…

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Vengeance Will Be Mine

By Damien Knight

I could scream with the hatred that builds in me
I could cut the throat of the one I hate
But what would that bring me
He’s already dead, I was too late
I can feel pity for the one who does not earn It
I do still burn with passion for him
But I’d rather not have bull-shit
So, I must un-love him
For men who only care about themselves
Whose egos make them oblivious
Should die and rot in hell
I hope one day you taste deaths kiss
And never make it back
I unattach my heart and eyes
For self-love I do not lack
And with your dying breath I expose your lies

Desperation is Folly: A reflection on a failed relationship

Desperation is Folly: A reflection on a failed relationship

By Damien Knight (Written 2012) I was insecure, desperate, uncertain and conflicted, I was many terrible things t strong man who “masters” himself is not. I have grown in the past few months learned don’t need a girl to justify my manhood. I need me to justify my manhood. Maybe my failure was due to a lack of healthy romantic relations in the past (both with men and women), or perhaps it was my…

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Desperation is Folly: A reflection on a failed relationship

By Damien Knight

(Written 2012)

I was insecure, desperate, uncertain and conflicted, I was many terrible things t strong man who “masters” himself is not. I have grown in the past few months learned don’t need a girl to justify my manhood. I need me to justify my manhood.

Maybe my failure was due to a lack of healthy romantic relations in the past (both with men and women), or perhaps it was my high expectations and thinking I would get it right the first try. Either way, I am sure I reeked of my insecurity and that is the biggest turnoff to anyone.

I should have reacted with strength and not pity myself. I have a long way to go before I feel comfortable being called “Master” of anything. At least I will keep learning.