• Behind The Door

    wishing for one more tomorrow silent dreams laced with sorrow everything is broken beneath the lies what you stand for i despise praying for the slightest change all these emotions we rearrange everything is broken past your mind all alone and walking blind   i’m innocent..   this passion burns  deep...

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    • hello Damian good morning I could connect with your lyrics a very powerful song 💕

    • A heartfelt write! Well done, Damian!

    • Powerful work, my friend.

    • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Duende. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It was sung really heavy in that chorus, ended by a nice growl on “Door.” It was a great song in my mind, too bad I never had a copy of the recording. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you connected with the write my friend. You’re spot on. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • GREAT!! Wonderfully pieced & constructed. This deserves a bookmark.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Keith. Honored to make the book my friend. This was some of my better early stuff, indeed. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • The way you wove through this, highlighting a sense of being dragged along & out of control…whether in your mind or in the world, really weighs heavily. That repetition of being locked in creates a weight that is palpable. Powerful piece, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with these lyrics my friend. It’s still one of my favorite pieces, these were lyrics I was proud of, when they got music it was a warmth I can’t explain in my heart. I still sing this forgotten song, just to remember it. The guitar riff is faint memory, there is enough there to remember how I sung it. This is a song, Joey G, would never let me have my own copy of. I’m not going there right now. lol. He pisses me off to this day on certain issues. If I had a copy, I would have shared it proudly. Instead it has a home on some old hard drive somewhere, never to be heard. Sorry, about the tangent. lol. I missed your commentary, you get me stirred up sometimes. lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

  • Marching To The Grave

    i will embrace deathwith open armsslowly losing my breathfleeing from all harmsend me on my waylet’s march to the gravetake my meaningless life awaythere’s nothing left to save what is the meaning of lifeto live is to die marching to the...

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    • We’re all marching to the grave. Great piece my friend.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Keith. So glad you connected with the write my friend. We are heading that way, but this was written in the angst of my teenage world. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • The seventeen-year-old you were going through it. This is really good to be penned at 17

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I went through it many times in this life, but the teenage angst in me always went for the jugular. lol. Well, 17 year old me smiled inside, and said thank you. He never thought he was the bees knees if you know what I mean. lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Superb work. Powerful.

    • Shades of the future Damian DeadLove. 🔥

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Alexandria. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Teenage angst sometimes made up for the lack of experience I had when it came to writing back then. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Pretty deep thought for a 17yo to be considering the inevitability of death. Seems the art of poetry & philosophy started young for you. In my experience the general emo trends of the 90’s facilitated my poetic curiosity. It’s fun to read my own teenage writes but I’ve not been brave enough to share from that far back even with editing. 😝 ha! I didn’t have your level of skill at 17, though. Kudos!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Ruby. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I was pretty angry at the world at 17, not that my attitude has improved much since those days, as far as the world is concerned. I started at 14 or 15 yrs old. I would turn 18 a couple of months after writing this one. I started out trying to write Hair Metal lyrics, they were horrible and I would never share them with anyone. We all start somewhere, Ruby. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you dig the lyrics my friend. I just realized today that I was better than I gave myself credit for, I’m my own worst critic. lol. I think all writers are that way though, we hold ourselves to our own high standards. My biggest problem was I never took time to appreciate what I was doing, that’s something maturity brings for sure. Thanks for your continued support. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • From our first breath until the last, we’re marching to the grave. But what we do in the interim…ah, that’s where it gets interesting. I did a quick math check & it tells me that I am only 5 years older than you. I remember these feelings at that age. A friend once told me “Girl, you do morbid so well!” Even at 17 you had vision & rhythm. And the evolution was so worth the journey to who you are, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with these old lyrics my friend. No way, everybody used to say that about me as well. I was morbid or dark, because I questioned authority or why us humans do what we do. Glad to know I wasn’t alone my friend. You’re much too kind, but it’s nice to hear anyhow. lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

  • Another Point Of View

    rejected and dissected borderline ground zero tell me your secret the one that controls you foreign and domestic corrupted mass transit anger shapes the truth of a man’s revolution   simple and persistent evading the conclusion one of memory and this drastic state   silent the movement a constricting dream i’m growing outward bathed in the...

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    • Powerful words, Damian! Especially in these weird times, your words seem to be at least as meaningful as 11 years ago. A great and timeless work!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Sappho. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Thank you so much for your support. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Still very relevant to these times. It’s always a trip to look back and see how similar things can be.

      Great ink

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Nick. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It is strange looking back and seeing how similar things are. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • I could speak volumes on this. I know who controls *everything*
      Your insight is intriguing.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Alexandria. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I have a feeling I know who controls everything as well. Thanks for your continued support, it means a lot to me. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • As Sappho mentioned, this is timeless work. Great job Damian.

    • Man i love this Damian, I could conversate on topics like this forever. Brilliant write friend…

    • Do you ever go back & read old writings & wonder how things change so much & yet it’s still the same? You could have written this yesterday & it would still be as relevant as it was then. Viewed from an introspective perspective, this is a hammer. In regards to the world, my friend, you’re a prophet

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with these old lyrics my friend. It’s haunting sometimes, actually. Especially when I think of where my life was at in 2014. I was an alcoholic whose day were numbered if something didn’t change. This was kinda a short lived hope spot. The idea of working with J.J. again, always brought my spirts up. We never got creative closure because we were always so far away from each other. Doesn’t look like it will ever happen, life gets in the way. We still talk to this day. That may have been the nicest compliment ever, the whole prophet angle, it means a lot to me my friend. Thank you! and Appreciate you.

        Damian

  • Witness To Truth

    Memories are what I have left Simpler times so it seemed Every night was pure chaos While days were growing difficult   Spent most the time drinking The other half I was sleeping  Somewhere between them both Were little sparks of brilliance   Sober moments I had a few Finding...

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    • Always push on. Never look back. Great piece here my friend.

    • The mind can be a technicolor bitch. Feast or famine, sometimes feeding us delusions & others smacking us with a solid dose of reality. Which after the delusion can be very jarring. And chaos can make for some hella good creative moments. So when it goes quiet…holy shit, now what? Keep on top of the beast, eyes open & ride it out, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. That’s all you can do is ride it out, and always learn from it as well. It’s very feast or famine for sure. It’s nice to have you back. Appreciate you.

        Damian

  • SpotLight - Willow

    Welcome back to SpotLight, I’m Damian DeadLove. Got another great episode tonight, that I hope you’ll enjoy. This interview segment is meant for the DU community, as a way to get to know about the poet/poetess behind the writes.Our...

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    • Thanks, Mary. Oh, I couldn’t agree more, Willow is an exceptional lady and gifted writer. She’s a kindred spirt to me, we seem to agree on a lot of things going on it the world. That sounds like her, telling you Survivorship deserves a capital “S”. She is an amazing erotica writer. I was floored the first time I read one of her erotic writes. I totally agree my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Duende. So glad you enjoyed the interview my friend. She does deserve to be in the SpotLight. She is all the things you say she is, but I obviously I don’t need to tell you that. I’m glad these interviews make you smile my friend, that makes my heart happy. I appreciate you too.

      Damian

    • Willow underestimates her erotic prowess. Such humility! I love her poetry, and I’m confident that she’s already established her legacy. She’s a feminist on the front line. Her sword is the pen. She tackles the tough stuff that many shy away from.

      A really good interview, Damian

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Meg. So glad you enjoyed the interview my friend. She is a kindred spirit, we think a lot a like. Gifted writer indeed, yes I have read her erotic writes, she does underestimate herself I agree. If I were in an argument I want her on your side. lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • You have no idea how often I hit that bookmark & then cuss like my sailor uncle when it doesn’t work…again. Consider it in my damn book though! You ask questions in these that make us pause & really think about who we are & why we are who we are. Such an incredible thing! Thank you for selecting me for the Spotlight before the lights went out Underground. New chapter…I look forward to where you take us next, my friend

      And to the ladies in the comments…thank you doesn’t even cut it. 🧡

      • Willow, I was waiting for you to read the comments on this one. You’ve definitely made an impression on these ladies. You’ve made that same impression on me. You’re not only a gifted writer, but a wonderful lady, my friend. It was an honor to interview you, I’m just glad you said, yes. lol. I always want my guests to feel at home, and simply be themselves, be authentic. Your support of the show, and me, really means the world to me my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

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