Half-past midnight on a winding road
Limited visibility in this blanket of fog
High stakes guilt for a debt still owed
Witness stifled at the bottom of a bog
Somewhere between living and dying
Where routines are locked into memory
Invading privacy so deliberately prying
Pounded into powder polished in emery
Rumors start spreading out of control
Soulless men feast on innocent blood
Empty vessel unable to ever be whole
Time falls quickly with a sickening thud
Somewhere between living and dying
Where routines are locked into memory
Invading privacy so deliberately prying
Pounded into powder polished in emery
After all the nightmares planted doubt
While spinning a web thick with deceit
It’s only in light will hope guide us out
Snatch victory from the jaws of defeat
Somewhere between living and dying
Where routines are locked into memory
Invading privacy so deliberately prying
Pounded into powder polished in emery
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2026
Ingenious write, Damian. That third stanza packs a lightning fast, tower crumbling wallop. It is a boulder through stained glass and I admire the talent apparent throughout. Clever poem, my friend, the potential for an intensely epic song is here.
wishing you well
Clay
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Clay. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I liked the third stanza a lot as well. It could be an epic song. My piano playing is improving but I’m not songwriting at the moment, I wanna complete my training before attempting to write a song. lol. Thank you for your continued support. Appreciate you.
Damian
hello dearest Damian it almost reads as a penance that can not be paid powerful write ❤️
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Brenda. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I could see it reading as a penance. Appreciate you.
Damian
Well now, if this doesn’t perfectly summarize the bs happening these days. Truth delivered with a hammer! I’ve come to the conclusion that the world is in a global crisis. On nearly every level. There’s so much smoke and mirrors with blatant brutality done, and nothing but lies to justify the unthinkable. I’ve got more firewood, my friend. I’ve been gathering a lot lately, just in case
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I know no other way to deliver truth than with a hammer! lol. Now there are varying degrees mind you. From a wooden mallet to a jackhammer and every kind in-between. I got more marshmallows, I’ll meet you at the bonfire. Appreciate you.
Damian
Fantastic ink Damian. I could see hands working against unpolished rock in my mind. Have a great day.
Bat
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Bat. So glad you connected with the write my friend. You have a great day as well. Appreciate you.
Damian
Superb work. Powerful.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Thomas. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
I felt locked, trapped in that dark place with all the mind confusions. You did a great job expressing our world today, and I really appreciate it that You still believe in light and hope, because no matter what, or how dark the world is. there’s always light and there is always victory of light at the end.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Light. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I still believe in light and hope for sure. It’s not always easy in present times but yes I choose to hold on to the light.. Thank you for your continued support. Appreciate you.
Damian
In simple terms this is both complex & brilliant .. Neville
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Neville. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I try.. Appreciate you.
Damian
Moving work. “Somewhere between the living and the dying”
I really love that line.
Regards
James
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, James. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I also dig that line a lot. Appreciate you.
Damian