Thrice to be shown, thou never will see. Vibrant darkness the resides in thee, shadows reaching out of it's bright eyes, coaxing you closer through the true lies. Never to think the fate of disguise. It will be too close when you smell it'b breath, finding out your shaking the hand of Death.
to see the end come so near to hold deaths hand and live again worldly wonders take knew meaning as darkness comes shroud of night eternal darkness hand of death lying upon your sholder calling you home again never to see light again forever in eternal darkness resides deaths new hand
As I lay here dying does anyone care? Do they care that this once happy spirit lies in a crevice of darkness? Do they care that she was a punching bag for someone else's feeling? Do they care that she is forever tainted and ruined because of her biological fathers greed? Do they want to see how she really feels? Noone can coax her out of her darkness. One can but lost in eternal darkness is he. Mayhap the Lord in all his shining glory can help her transfix, mayhap her lover can help. * Are you willing?*
"Sex is unpredictable, sometimes you get it Great! others it fucking sucks!"
how could they not care life so sweet so short to see a spirit shrivel in the darkness to cringe away from those who pity to hold your pride and dignity close for no others to shred in anger or hate hold yourself seperate seems the only way to be safe to see emotions played with not caring for the one your hurting mindless oaf that cannot see what they do how they hurt that one they should love greed twists the mind of the greedy tears for the ones who give up joy for those who overcome how could you claim to care if your read the cover never look deaper never see more than the mask this shrowd of a being lost in darkness that can help another wonders how oculd darkness help darness if the one he desires to help is lost in darkness afraid to trust to believe to care all is lost unless could light be brought to this darkest of dark abyss how could one not be willing?
Dark are these poems. And so seems your life. Maybe that dark Is for what you strife. The light is a better path, For you can see whats there. When your in this light, There is no fear. I dont speak of religion, Cause I believe that causes harm. Deaths hand is cold. My hand is warm. But that light at the end of the tunnel, that sure aint death. But rather a better life that awaits you up ahead.
"Whatever doesn't kill you will.....well,it will hurt like hell, but it wont kill you."
opposite am i to favor the dark not being watched in suns bright light brings my paranoia to a new height sunlight is gods spotlight raised to fear the one you should love raised to believe sinning damns you we all sin i sin i am damned. are you?
The darkness closes in on me So dark its almost bright It captivates my attention and I am fearless I've thought of this so long I've mastered the knot
This whole in my heart Leads to cuts in my arm This love in my soul Tears it apart I think as I climb Poking my head through that circle Did you ever love me?
The fear is gone The light has vanished In my heart In my mind In my soul I feel cold and alone
A burst of brightness crashes through the dark curtain and there you stand with arms wide open You walk to me Help me down from my wooden four legged cliff You hug me...
Just then I wake up from this dream I realize how foolish I am I realize you love me I finally see that I'm not alone and the light shines through me
Overjoyed, crying with newfound love I lose my balance I panic My pedestal crashes to the floor and the flame of my life extinguishes
FInd the light in your life before the darkness takes over you lose your own balance.
"May wisdom flow through my mind, and love burn in my heart"
I really enjoyed reading that fireangel. Really, that is amazing. created many pictures and situations in my head. you have a real talent there. Good work.
Beautiful Erik. Its obvious you've been close. At least you can reflect on your experiences.
