Where there’s smoke there’s fire
Dreams turn to ash amidst decay
Walking a tightrope called desire
Loosing light the soul goes astray
Nothing makes sense right now
Logic has been flipped on it’s head
Beyond reason it’s a lie we allow
Amongst the living walks the dead
Without belief it’s a hollow shell
Pumping blood just to keep a beat
Under pressure the valves swell
Denied of love it succumbs to defeat
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2026
hello dearest Damian suck a dark write it’s wonderful ❤️
Thanks for reading and your kind words, Brenda. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I occasionally have some darker writes from time to time. Appreciate you.
Damian
Late night musings for me come out so clear when I write.
Just like this one. It’s not crowded at all. Hope that makes sense amigo:)
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Adel. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It makes perfect sense. Appreciate you.
Damian
The layers in this one are complex. So many ways to read this. Which makes it brilliant. When the soul gives up love in favor of lies and insubstantial things, rot sets in. Sometimes it’s too hard to come back. A deep one, my friend
Thanks for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Your comment highlights why I love this gig of being a writer. The readers interpretation can have one or many meanings that can differ from the authors meaning. That is and will always remain cool, you dig? Appreciate you.
Damian
Superb work, my friend.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Thomas. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
Dark indeed .. one of those where things become clearer & more defined the harder one looks .. Very nicely composed .. Neville
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Neville. So glad you connected with the write my friend. From time to time there are darker writes. lol. Appreciate you.
Damian
Gotta love those late night musings and this was perfect. It’s amazing how these lines can come to you and you have to capture them then and there.
Thank you for sharing.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Wally. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It probably helps that a lot of late night musings occur after I’ve been too busy to write for an extended period of time. So I have lots of thoughts built up in my head. They just kind pour out. You’re most welcome. Appreciate you.
Damian
Damian this really is strong tonic. I could feel the blistering emotions and the grand emotional outpouring that reminded me of a great Beat poem from the classics. You really made this poem come alive with the dark magic you excel at. Appreciate you.
John
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, John. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Thanks for taking the journey through so many of my writes. I swear sometimes all my writes are connected. Would make sense I guess being that I’m the common thread that links them all together. Appreciate you.
Damian