DJ Immortal's blog: "KC's Poetry"

Why do I even care?

Trapped in a hell i cannot escape.

Shapeless, meaningless,

A shadow of what I once was.

 

Crying, dying, longing for what may come.

Longing for you my sweet mistress.

Mistress of the dark, mistress of pain,

Mistress of death, my last true friend.

 

So take me now, lead me away

Bring me the peace and serenity

I so long for. 

Take me to the place i so deserve.

 

Darkness my companion,

Cloaking my true self,

Now I walk fearless into your embrace

Falling into the deep abyss of you.

 

No more pain, no more hurt

You cannot touch me anymore

Your lies, and deciet are things of the past.

You have lost your control to stain me anymore.

 

By KC Zimmerman (2/22/2010)

 

----------------------------------------- Darkness enfolds me, Wrapping loving arms of comfort Shutting out the hurts and pains Shutting out the light of day. Walls of comfort Slowly being resurrected Tired of the heartache and pain Tired of everything. Friends offer comfort and support, Unable to realize I am in darkness, in comfort, solitude. Darkness is me, darkness is salvation. No more light, no more angels of mercy To bring me up from the depths Here in darkness I'll stay, Here in darkness I'll find my peace. No more angels for me. by KC Zimmerman (5/31/08)

Beating heart, Ticking away the moments of life, Ticking time bomb Fighting to stay alive. Dying on the inside, Darkness closing in, Wrapping protective wings Around soul and mind. Love is love, And what is that, Sometimes wondering If love falls flat. Words we speak, Words we say, What does it all mean At the end of the day. Can they pierce These inner walls Can they break Through the darkness call. Walls so deep, Darkness so sound None can fathom I can't be found. Lost forever to the darkened walls. 5-11-08 by KC Zimmerman

The darkness folds in around me, The mists close in around my feet, The scent rises to my nostrils, The smell of blood is oh so sweet. Come to me now my perfect victim, Exquisite for the taste, Like a fine wine That will never waste. Just the thought makes me quake All over as I anticipate The pure extacy.... The extacy of the dining. Your heart fills with fear, While mine fills with glee. If you only knew how my touch Will set you free. And when I take you, The the choice is yours divine, To die in peace, Or join in the extacy of the dining! (c.) 1997 by KC Zimmerman

A vampire at heart, That's what I am, Wanting to control All that I can. The blackness of night Is my time of day, And every place that I tread Is my domain. Catch me if you can, If you know where I lie. Just beware that You are racing against the sands of time. Blood is the libation That satisfies my thirst. And eternity on earth, That is my curse. So come to me now And let me hold you tight. Give me your life, And I will give you mine. Hear the vampire's cry Ringing through the night. Behold the lust Burning in my eyes. Can you hear the call? (c.) 1984 by KC Zimmerman

Wistful driftings, Mind never at ease, Constant confusion, Depression undending. So many that say they care, So many that throw the "L" word around, They only love when they get something in return. THey only care when it benefits them. Pain is my only true companion, Misery is my only true friend, A knife to cut out the lonliness, A rope to strangle out the rage. Never listening, just saying their own thing. Never caring about the pain I'm in. Giving up on everything, Giving up is the only thing. The only thing left to do, to keep me from coming totally unglued. Death, the sweet release, death my mistress in white, Come to me now my mistress and take me away. (c.)(11/21/07) by KC Zimmerman

The Sorcerer The sorcerer searches for the right spell, Pouring over grimoires of old and new, Through the Necronomicon, Diablocon, The Goetia -- He finds the rituals that will raise the powers of hell. Which one is right, which one does he need? Power ritual? A spell of conjuring, or perhaps a banishing. Which one will it be -- Which one will accomplish the awful deed? Surrounded by candles of black and red, A baphomet in center his focus set, He conjures a demon incubus An act of revenge -- An act to make his heart content. Aimed at a woman in his past Who had poisoned his once wounded soul. Now I have my revenge, he says As he grinds the powders in his bowl. Now the deed is done, the act is complete, No more will she haunt his dreams. No longer will people walk all over him, For now he has the power, No longer is he the one who is weak. Long live the sorcerer! (c.)(1995)

Crimson doors Set against a black lit night. Darkness comes calling, Shutting out the light. Pain is his pleasure, A heart thats cold as steel, No longer caring, No longer able to feel. His walls growing taller, Unwilling to let anyone in. Not willing to trust, Refusing to be hurt again. Haunting shadows Darken his fractured soul, Demons taking over, As the pain takes its toll. Death is the only way out, Out of this miserable plight. So come now beautiful death, Touch me now, and take me to the light. (c.)(4/2007) by KCZ

When you look in my eyes, What do you see? An everlasting darkness Consuming me. Tears of blood, Stream down my face, Signs of the shame, Scars from the pain. You try to stop it, But to no avail. This all consuming darkness, My living hell. Stand back, run away I dont need you now, You can't understand, You never could lend a hand. For how can you save, My fractured soul, I'm too far gone, So just go and leave me alone. Alone to die, Alone to dwell, I dwell alone In this darkened hell. (c.)(4/2007)

If I was gone this day, Would my thought even cross your mind? Would you miss anything about me, Or just live a lie. If I was gone today, Would the world be a brighter place? Would everything seem the same, Or would lives truely be shattered in this ungodly race? If I was to die today, Would you even care? (c.)(4/2007)