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The Final Act

♪Slide blades through my veins
Put a bullet through my head
Take pills to cure my pain
I will taste the depths of death♪

If you're reading this-
I can't say that I'm sorry

Too low have I fallen-
I gave into 'those' memories

I allowed this to happen-
Because I yearned to find peace

♪A hollow note left behind
The last embrace before the disgrace
A thousand cries rewritten a thousand times
I am the reaper of such fragile faith♪

You tried to help me cope / When I was at my very worst
But as soon as you left me alone / The emptiness became my curse

♪Slide blades through my veins
Put a bullet through my head
Take pills to cure my pain
I will taste the depths of death♪

You were my crutch-
As I walked on shadows

You were the dawn to my dusk-
Getting me through another tomorrow

But the burden was always unjust-
Another day from you, I will no longer borrow

♪A hollow note left behind
The last embrace before the disgrace
A thousand cries rewritten a thousand times
I am the reaper of such fragile faith♪
The Final Act
The soundwaves are the voice of your soul
And when the music stops...so does the hope...
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This poem is written for my project, titled "The Prodigy's Suicide"
In volume ten: The Downfall
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As part of :icondalinksystem: I would like to feature --->
The Petulant PetalProselyting the petulant
petal of paraphrase.
Call him king
and move onward to the morrow.
Nothing else sells
such as sorrow -
sadly.

Never has value more than Ever
and the risk is all venture in a capital
offense;
soul and mind the sinner.
We know the body is but a sloth
and society is but an atom
reflection - eve of Adam.

But do we see the artwork
of the sagacity and artist?
No, we supply the demand of man
and women falter to impress. . .
he who does not impress himself.

There is no reprieve -
from the dawn of another humanized dream.
by :icontristancody: Check him out, he's one of the best writers out there!
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Faces Of Mine

A smile once so true
But it changed direction over time
I knew it was there because of you
But it was just belief based on a lie

Hope cannot be granted
And then stripped away
You have left my core tainted
With these wicked games that you play

May it be a lesson
Or turn it into fact and truth
Love won't be as important
As I use these scars as my proof
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These eyes were once so hopeful
It was considered the rise after the fall

But my tears became unfaithful
As pain plunged out of my skull

No passion for the heart / No light for the dark
No love for the liars / No guilt for the betrayers
No truth for the corrupted / No solace for the hatred
No burden for the departed / No shame for the discarded

An innocent outlook on life
Once so pure and whole

But now it's twisted to survive
There is no caring anymore
-
Forced to adapt to cruelty
I injected ice into my veins
I changed my perception of reality
I will be the last nightmare you have made

Human nature is to blame
For all of the wrongs
But soon that will change
I will undo what you have done

I will erase everything
Void of weak emotions
My face will become nothing
But a symbol...of vengeance
Faces Of Mine
You pushed me over the edge
You made me cross the line
You will never hurt me again
You will pay with your life
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Stock image - by :icondimelotu:
(Someone said I should do one about slenderman. Well this isn't one about him, but it goes with the concept I had in mind.)
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This poem is written for my project, titled - "The Prodigy's Suicide"
In volume one: A Tragedy In The Making

Faces Of Mine -
Alcohol Fueled Words -
Alcohol Fueled Words
Alcohol Fueled Words

Blame can go a long ways
When the problems stay intact
Guilt always refuses to fade
After another hurtful attack

Regret has an unquenchable thirst
While voices are thrown every direction
Rage is tightly bottled up until the next outburst
Though the tears dry, the reasons for them won't be easily forgiven

-
You bring out those secret, false words I don't even mean
You push me over the edge, and get rid of my sense of controllability
You expose hidden feelings that are supposed to be locked deep within me

You pull me into a downward spiral, to release my brutality
You choose innocent targets to go for, but y

No More Therapy -
No More Therapy
No More Therapy

Nothing works anymore
I knew it all along; the end is near
I've said it once and I've said it before
I was never meant to exist; I was not meant to be here

Hated by all / See me fall
Loved by none / Heart is numb
Rejected by life / Fallen from strife
From this- I've become / After this- I'm done

Through this blame
Is the choice
Of my decision

Hear the pain
In my voice
I am suffering
-
I no longer could drown out the sounds
Swallowed from within
I was surrounded by an internal doubt
Regretting everything

Remember the days
Relive the nights
Of my shame
In my mind

Growing up in society
I got lost
Being r

Only In My Memories -
Only In My Memories
Only In My Memories

The thoughts are like frost-bitten pins
Everything goes numb when the cycle begins

I'm every sin

No hands were lent, no hands to take
Abandonment   abandonment   abandonment
No tears were shed, no tears to make
Abolishment   abolishment   abolishment
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The images are like venomized needles
After the feelings are injected, I'm left fearful

I'm chaotically peaceful

This self-suffering is man-made, so I hope for my own sake
Heart infection   heart infection   heart infection
I thought it was destiny, but I fell for you too


This completes volume one.
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Shadow Echo

I'm just a figment in the glass
My tears reflect the shattered past

I hold the death of a future in my hands
Knowing it can finally be over any second
-
Don't waste a precious thought
On what cannot be seen

None of my failures were caught
As I continued to fall free

I cannot be considered lost
Because no one paid heed

Suicidal soul / Tragedy foretold
Fate controlled / Heartless evermore
Silenced sold / Destiny gambled
Grown cold / Bound nevermore

I turned off the switch in my mind
So let the end have its way

This will be the last time I close my eyes
I'm relieved knowing everything will soon fade

I waved good bye to the light
But my last smile was feigned
-
I'm transparent like my sorrow
Downfall after downfall has kept me below

But now I will shroud over the ignorance of tomorrow
For I am nothing but a shadow of an echo
Shadow Echo
I am just a shadow in the glass
I am just a figment from the past
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This poem is written for my project, titled - "The Prodigy's Suicide"
In volume seven: Shadow Weaver

Shadow Echo -
Shadow Sun - fav.me/d5ewpe4
Shadow World - fav.me/d5qfq98
Shadow Sound - fav.me/d6ja4du

This completes volume Seven.
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Embers In The Rain

My blood contains the power of the sun
Instigation becomes dangerous
And when control is reduced to none
My rage is monstrous

There's no turning back when it begins
I will be searching for a source to blame
I will unleash a torrent of hell from within
For I am known as the bearer of the flame
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I loath crossing that line
Being locked behind blind eyes

But I won't regret the ruins that I will create
As I leave supernova footprints in my wake

I destroy everything more than once! / My limits are undone!
Infinite ashes haunt darkening lungs! / My heart becomes numb!

Consuming infernos help me cope
As I bathe in the smothering smoke

Cleansing the vengeance
A cruel repentance
-
Searing the memories that I yearn
As soothing water puts out my roaring fire
My traumatized eyes sting and burn
I can never call myself a survivor

The aftermath is my salvation
For I am alone once again
This was my last trial and tribulation
Now I am just another ember in the rain
Embers In The Rain
Ignite the fury in the bottle
I swear I will bring my own version of hell
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Texture used - by - :iconspoofdecator:
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To get access to never before seen work and extras! --->[link]
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This poem was written for my project, -
In volume ten: The Downfall

Embers In The Rain -
The Final Act - The Final Act
The Final Act

♪Slide knives through my veins
Put a bullet through my head
Swallow the pills to cure my pain
I will fall towards my final rest♪

If you're reading this
I can't say that I'm sorry

Too low have I fallen
I gave into those past memories

I allowed this to happen
But in the end I was able to find peace

♪Slide knives through my veins
Put a bullet through my head
Swallow the pills to cure my pain
I will fall towards my final rest♪

You tried to help me cope
When I was at my wit's end

But as soon as you left me alone
The darkness made its descent

It's corruption was mine to hone
A shadowy friend that I woul

My Last Request - Not Yet Written
A Puppet No More - Not Yet Written
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This Unknown Feeling

It's in this one moment-
That my eyes are truly opened

When the world around me is torn-
My childish heart exiles it's warmth

There are no real words-
To express this level of hurt

My tears want to go berserk-
But the shattered urge...is purged
-
Breathless ever after
Free-falling faster

Everyday masks were trustful
For reasons that seemed hopeful

I yearned for reality to be rendered true
I wanted it to represent what I would never lose

Eyes torn wide / Darkness swallows light
Suddenly side-swiped / Ripped your disguise
Spite grows inside / Stripped my pride
My humanity's demise / Destroyed and deprived

My mind lay in ruins
There's nothing worth holding

Attachments never really last
That realization- I finally grasped

Truth can be the victim of fiction
And trust can quickly be abandoned
-
It's within any second-
That hope itself can be taken for granted

There's always a source at fault-
Whether a betrayal or a self-inflicting cause

The pieces of my soul will never forget-
What it felt like to almost be whole once again

Now my motivation and inspiration darken-
While I indulge...in...this unknown feeling
This Unknown Feeling
Everything has been taken away
Except the fear of if it happening again
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This poem is written for my project, titled "The Prodigy's Suicide"
In volume five: Memories Of Nothing

-This Unknown Feeling- Drowning Out The World
Drowning Out The World

I find myself in the sounds
I release my pain in the lyrics
Enveloping peace is found
The vibes calm my spirit

But when silence falls
Reality and time stop
And then my mind floods
With ever-consuming thoughts
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The walls in my head break down
The serenity within goes silent
And every regret cries out
My memories become violent

I get this sensation
That my soul is too damaged

A dreadful realization
There's nothing left of me to salvage

Music is just a distraction
To blind myself from the carnage

I remain behind the destruction
Where darkness has the advantage

Remnants of rhyme hinder
Calling out to me once more
Ne
In Between Dreams
In Between Dreams

A fragment of a second
Just   one   slight   glance

You're the only person
That   puts   me   in   a   trance

I feel so close to you
But   I   am   so   far   away

If only you knew
I   felt   this   way
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To fully express this feeling
It's like raw torture at heart
Because you live on without knowing
And it makes me desire you even more

A solace night of dreaming
I thought I never would have it
This longing luxury of sleeping
It's what I've always wanted

I thought it was too much to ask for
A sense of rest and relief
I feel as if it's more than I deserve
It's been so long since I had this nightmaric dise
The Coward (I Am) The Hero (Is Damned)
The Coward (I Am) The Hero (Is Damned)

Every choice that I've made always failed / always failed
Every day I looked death in the eyes, and I smiled / I smiled
I guess I just gave up somewhere in the beginning / in the beginning
Piece by piece, I let myself go, I'm slowly breaking / I'm slowly breaking

Taunting my own useless mortality / preaching to the ashen-winged angel
This lifespan of mine is such treachery / the golden doors are too judgmental

My worst enemy is also my own reflection / a war to be unleashed
My only friends are the tears that keep dripping / though they still leave me

Far too long have I been on my life's edge
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Eric Walker
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I'm a writer who combines literature with graphic design. You will see the majority of my deviations with cover art. To manipulate and also create, I use Photoshop CS5. I know my method of showcasing my artwork is a touchy one. A lot of people on DA just save something from google and attache it to their work without any permission or consideration of the owner. A lot of viewers assume that I do the same, but I don't, and I hate being put in the same category with those types of deviants. I am merely using everything in my arsenal to upload worthy material for users to read and admire.

I have been graphic designing since 2006, and I have been writing since December 2007. I self-published my own 40 page poetry book in the summer or 2009. It is titled "Living My Life, Behind Hollowed Eyes", and it was surprisingly successful. All copies got taken within two hours. I didn't sell them, I just announced that I had a book printed out, and whoever wants one can have it for free. In my eyes if the books didn't get taken, then it would have been a failure.

Present day- I am working on multiple book projects to do with poetry. My second project got started in 2010, which is titled "Broken Wings Unbound: I'm Falling Down / I'm Soaring Now" has undergone numerous changes to match my ever-evolving style of writing.
My third project which got started in late 2011 is titled- "The Other Side Of The Sky" and it's more concentrated on positive aspects of life, whereas my other projects are mainly dark.
My fourth project that got started in early 2012 is titled "The Prodigy's Suicide" it's a more raw type of poetry. Dealing with a touchy subject and the elements within it. I started the fourth one when I first started going into therapy, so therapy is what this project was birthed from.
My fifth project, which is mainly new, is because of ceasing therapy, it got started in October of 2012. It is titled "Skin of Stone" it is what I like to call my improv style of writing. Writing a piece within one writing session, beginning to end, in one shot.

With the closures of some of my books just looming around the corner, I have started two new book. 2013~

"Trials Of The Mind" deals with heartbreak and soulache. It also deals with thoughts of pure love and passion. This book is dedicated to a special someone who shall remain nameless.

"Divide The Divine" will be more out-of-my-style kind of writing. Lets just say this book will be something even I'm unfamiliar with and unsure about. More information to come on this matter.


:iconsurvivingnights: - "Broken Wings Unbound: I'm Falling Down / I'm Soaring Now"
- "Living My Life / Behind Hollowed Eyes" (The Darkness Never Dies remix edition)

:iconrecoloringlife: - "The Other Side Of The Sky"
Miniseries - "Old Friend"

:iconimmortalizedlies: - "The Prodigy's Suicide"
Miniseries - "Into The Realm Of Screams"
New book - "Trials Of The Mind"
New Book - "Divide The Divine"

:icondreamsdeprived: - "Skin Of Stone"
Interests
I ended up in the psych ward last weekend. The psychiatrist I was assigned to was annoying. It was a cookie cutter routine, noting new, and nothing helpful. They're not there to impress me, but they're there to be of help. The bland, watered-down attitude was not very convincing.

I was as honest as I could be while being in the state of mind that I was. I told him straight up: If it was up to me, I would like to spend the rest of my life locked in a padded room. He auto responded with the usual "Why?"
I replied: Because there is no room for error of any kind. It's 100% safe. There is no one. No external expectations can be forced.

I don't need entertainment. I can just sit anywhere and reminisce as I unfocuse my eyes and delve into memories of a better yesterday.

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