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Living

It's now a lonesome latter night

Far into my elder year

And a shadow enshrouded entity

Draws perilous ever near

And now the dreams are memories

That dance across the spheres

Each wink of brilliant color

Is drowned by flowing tears

For I have drank deeply

To soothe my growing fears

A tincture of great power

To speed my aging years

So, as my sweet angel's

Pallid face finally appears

I know I'll soon sleep deeply

Far below the pyres

Now the maddening fever

That throbbed within my brain

Shall no more continue, nor linger

With ever mounting pain

Now I rest so soundly

Nary a trace dare remain

Of the vast sickness that is "Living"

That throbbed within my brain

C. W. Armstead, scruffysatyr

Bloody Knife

I cut deeply to free your heart

Only then to see,

The bloody knife was in your hands

And the one who bled was me

C. W. Armstead, scruffysatyr

War

The sounds of drums echo through the hills

The beating heart of war

Blood awash throughout the plains

To bleed forever more

The reality of a bitter siege;

You will come to find

Rages on forever more

Deep within the mind

C. W. Armstead, scruffysatyr

Deeper Darkness

If you've never felt desperation

How can you know me now

The heartache and desolation

Feel like home somehow

When what's good is abandoned

And you've cried and ran away

You lack the strength to stand and

To face another day

When the pain is so welcome

And no more your foe

When that time has come

You will then truly know

Why I embrace my deeper darkness

And let my demons grow

C. W. Armstead, scruffysatyr

A Time To Bleed

I'm sending a message. Please pay heed

The time has come for me to bleed

Far into the dark, shattered land

With staff and athame I'll make my stand

Tenebrous shadows swell; assault the light

With a flash of magick into the fight

Should you find me at the final rest

Know I passed that solemn test

My soul rides on strong medicine; free

Into the sacred eternally

C. W. Armstead, scruffysatyr

My Demons Won...

My demons won last night

I awoke alone, unable to fight

Familiar madness claimed my mind

My failing sanity could not find

A surcease, to torments so far, so near

Whilst empty faces did appear

A wicked smile, a cursed grin

The despair and panic forced its way in

And now, no dreams to bid me sleep

I tear my flesh and only weep

For lustrous,shimmering bygone days

Before my passions and loves parted ways

C. W. Armstead, scruffysatyr

Look My Way

The suffering of a love unrequited

Afflicted with mounting joy despite it

Through peculiar addlement of brain

Transcending pleasure; embracing pain

All for dreams of increasing folly

Absorbed too deep in melancholy

Having lost hope, accepting doubt

That feverish beating, I ripped it out

Scalding my heart in sulphrus flame

I scarcely even knew your name

And yet you stand before me still

A haunting dream I cannot kill

Exacting upon me a heavy toll

The loss of my eternal soul

A price I'd all to eagerly pay

If only you would look my way

C. W. Armstead, scruffysatyr

Pledge

Pagan drums in the night

Secret ritual beyond sight

Naked bodies dancing, entwined

Clasping hands in sacred bind

Pledge of body and soul, and mind

Love forever, transcending time

C. W. Armstead, scruffysatyr

Duality's Edge

Duality's edge will strike true

Straight at me, but not at you

Soon then we'll all be free

Even you, even me

Then swiftly comes our time to die

Certainly you but never I

C. W. Armstead, scruffysatyr

I don't know how to love, at least not anymore. I think perhaps being able to love and be loved is a skill that few have, and many more forget.

C. W. Armstead, scruffysatyr

You have no understanding of how desperately I love the stories your body's imperfections tell.

C. W. Armstead, scruffysatyr

I've been staring at my reflection in the mirror for hours now. I keep wondering where exactly I got lost. I don't recognize myself; maybe I never did...

C. W. Armstead, scruffysatyr

Colors dance to my hearts steady drum

My throbbing body driven nearly numb

Each scratch down my back, exquisite pain

Peculiar pleasures of a madened brain

Moans and sighs enrapture my ears

Lustful music of heavenly spheres

I can not help but be pulled in

Our bodies twisted, bathed sin

Only the stars witness the sight

Of the little death we died tonight

C. W. Armstead, scruffysatyr

Beautiful Start

Colors dance, the drum of your heart

The light of your eyes, a beautiful start

The majesty of the moon, serenity, calm

Your touch, your grace, a medicinal balm

I worship at your altar, moan your name

Lovingly, in exquisite pain

Drowning in pleasures, you impart

The light of your eyes, a beautiful start

C. W. Armstead, scruffysatyr

Elation

At first glance, everything would change

Planets align, and heavens rearrange

Mounting passion and loss of control

A gaze so intense, it pierces the soul

From that moment together, forever bound

Drowned in dreams and meanings profound

Two spirits, two bodies, desperately merge

Inside and outside, every profane urge

Satisfied and dwindled and kindled again

Locked in elation without an end

C. W. Armstead, scruffysatyr

A quiet moment of contemplation

And some excessive inebriation

Has brought all that should not be

Into a glaring, stark reality

The madness now a palpable thing

Born aloft on cacophonic wing

Opiate vapor swirling, gathering round

A broken visage on the ground

Unknowable horrors lingered there

Suspended pristine within the air

Visions to shatter the addled mind

And bid the world be left behind

C. W. Armstead, scruffysatyr

Separate Parts

I had a love once, did you know

We could not make it lasting though

Who is at fault, him or I

Was it shattered, did it fade and die

I look back now and as it seems

We both got lost in our dreams

We loved what we thought, not what was real

It must have been an easy steal

As time crept in, it claimed our hearts

Tearing us into separate parts

C. W. Armstead, scruffysatyr

End

Here with you at the end of all things

Impossible to know the joy it brings

To see the light crumble away

Into an eternal darkest day

I will not fear, I will not hide

For you are forever at my side

Take my hand and take this kiss

As we plunge with finality into the abyss

C. W. Armstead, scruffysatyr

Again

The constant throbbing deep wirhin

Wishing release, a mortal sin

To be as still as without

Dead calm, dead quiet, no fear, no doubt

This desperate fever, this thing called life

Begotten of nothing, of shame, of strife

Maddening the thumping, the soud and feel

Twisting the mind, distorting what's real

Such peculiar, addlement of heart and brain

Falling, flailing into love again

C. W. Armstead, scruffysatyr

Remember

Stolen from far-off distant sand

To bleed and die on stolen land

Ebony skin creased in pain

Forced to work for others gain

Remember and do not forget

The gruesome fate these people met

Fallen so low to struggle here

All so that we may appear

To cast the pale kings from their bloody throne

And guide their souls back to their home

C. W. Armstead, scruffysatyr

Gray Musings

Gazing heedless to the sky

Oh, how time does flit and fly

Dreams on once my heart did soar

Now come again, no more

Traded now for memories

Gray hair and false pleasantries

Withered skin and brittle bones

Inherent the body now youth has flown

The wisdom gained small recompense

For a life wasted in the decadence

Of a passion enflamed bygone past

But now the final die is cast

To lay me down in this spot

And let my withered body rot

Sinking into blackest ground

Where ne're my bones are found

C. W. Armstead, scruffysatyr

Kiss

It must have been that fateful kiss

On such a mournful night as this

That returned me, from the melancholy

An escape from a life of mortal folly

Eyes so deep and dark as coal

To steal from me, my heart and soul

My desperate longing to forever drown

Inside your arms, inside you on the ground

Passioned sighs and sweet caress

This all enduring tenderness

Can you remember, do you dare

Our lustful, loving moment there

C. W. Armstead, scruffysatyr

To Whom It May Concern

To whom it may concern

l once lived long ago

A distant fading memory

That you would never know

My life was dreams and passion

With nothing real to show

And now I lay forgotten

Unable to let go

C. W. Armstead, scruffysatyr

I was never afraid to dream. I dreamed so hard, so much that I forgot to live.

C. W. Armstead, scruffysatyr