tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20482149093725836722024-03-13T23:10:59.372+02:00Death of SilenceColdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00316931019969072008noreply@blogger.comBlogger119125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048214909372583672.post-20159462740371788582011-07-03T20:30:00.001+03:002011-07-03T20:31:52.035+03:00VampiresUnder the old oak she lies and waits<br />Trying to run, escape her fate<br />As she sits in anguish and fills with fear<br />Her heart releases a solemn tear<br />She’s now all alone no end in sight<br />Now that her heart is in constant fright<br />She feels the strength of the fear around<br />She tries to run but is tightly bound<br />Trying to pull and get away<br />Feeling her heart start to decay<br />She pulls herself free and tries to run<br />The sun rises and she’s suddenly stunned<br />She looks at the light and lets out a hiss<br />As she makes her escape she smiles in bliss<br />She runs across someone alone in the park<br />She’s unseen thanks to the lingering dark<br />She jumps out to attack and bares her fangs<br />From the two small holes the boys blood rains<br />She releases the boy and leaves her prey<br />Trying to escape the upcoming day<br />Once she made it from the increasing light<br />She is able to rest until the next night<br /><br />- by<span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> Cold</span>Coldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00316931019969072008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048214909372583672.post-25922710132685324672011-06-20T13:57:00.002+03:002011-06-20T13:59:34.897+03:00My Dear LadyDays had pass and dawn is nearing, admiring thy beauty is just mere fantasy. My undying perseverance to seek the love of my lady. Burning desire for all eternity, hoping for one true glory that one dearest to me. come forth with all sincerity in your heart's purity. But why is it that my lady, in darkness uncertainty, I pitty those who treat you unfairly. Your heart that was blinded by conscience and hinder your chance to be free. Oh my lady one dearest to me, I will not beg for you to love me nor to appreciate me. But bare in mind that if you entrust me with your heart that is so ever divine I will treasure it until the day I perish, so let it be done. Oh my lady one dearest to me.<br /><br />- by<span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> Cold</span>Coldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00316931019969072008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048214909372583672.post-63298081437965521752011-03-06T13:11:00.002+02:002011-06-20T13:59:43.060+03:00EntwinedEntwined<br />Hands behind the dark<br />Crawl beneath my fears<br />Swallowed too much shadows<br />I can’t breathe anymore<br />Locked deep inside myself<br />Entwined tight,<br />My torn heart screams,<br />Void whispers play with me<br />Like a puppet<br /><br />- by<span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> Cold</span>Coldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00316931019969072008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048214909372583672.post-88844427523373087342010-11-17T00:00:00.000+02:002010-11-17T00:01:10.409+02:00Unshed TearsMy mind is consumed with sadness<br />When I think of all the unkindness<br />That has passed through my life<br />Absorbed in hurt for things said and done<br />None of which can be undone<br />One decade build this pain<br />How do I escape from this inner hurricane?<br />I should cry but the tears have run dry.<br />Tears which no longer run freely down my cheeks<br />Run deep within my soul staying there for weeks.<br />In need of release from this distress<br />I turn to someone for a gentle caress<br />Loneliness follows disappointment<br />Why can’t there be hugs heaven sent?<br />Unshed tears begin to flow again<br />Slowly running down my chin<br /><br />- by<span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> Cold</span>Coldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00316931019969072008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048214909372583672.post-58221795366738486292010-11-15T19:18:00.000+02:002010-11-15T19:19:04.623+02:00Dead endDeath is labeled as the dark end<br />I have seen people fear this last adventure<br />Strange that a flickering candle is ignorant<br />And fails to comprehend the inevitable<br />Treading on serrated rocks with care<br />We risk a fall every moment, every step<br />Death follows us everywhere<br />It is not the inevitable End<br />As so many perceive it to be<br />But a tentative and gregarious fellow<br />Who vacillates to approach you<br />For a limited period of time<br />And then embraces with a zealous love<br />He is a selfless entity<br />Who has borne many a soul<br />Embarking on the essential excursion<br />Fear Him not<br />For the ground we tread on is brittle<br />And he walks but two steps behind<br />While irony smiles at man’s blindness<br /><br />- by <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: arial;">Cold</span>Coldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00316931019969072008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048214909372583672.post-48891562551048631242010-10-26T11:05:00.001+03:002010-10-26T11:11:04.862+03:00The Truth About a lieA heart beat stops, a warmth goes cold,<br />A light goes out, a life is sold.<br /><br />Closer and closer the enemy closes in<br />Around its tiny, helpless victim.<br /><br />An innocent child, killed by hate.<br />When she wants to change, it will be too late.<br /><br />He is pushed aside, without a glance,<br />Without a thought, without a chance.<br /><br />Crimson blood is split and in the end,<br />One heart beat stops, but two souls are dead.Coldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00316931019969072008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048214909372583672.post-36144290178660410522010-09-28T01:26:00.000+03:002010-09-28T01:27:14.836+03:00Eyes wide openThe words of the poet seem hauntingly familiar<br />The days and the years now gone by<br />Each time he laid his heart bare<br />Each time at the moment his words were true<br />So many times he gave his heart away freely<br />Only wanting to heal the wounds left behind by others<br />Never was it his intent to add more to their pain<br />Even after years of tears he was still blind to where he was going wrong<br />Blinded each time by what he thought was the purity of his intent<br />Blinded each time by the goodness of the deed he thought was being done<br />He did not see the lives he was playing with<br />He did not see the damage he was leaving behind him<br />Or the fact the pain he was inflicting was far worse then any healing he had done<br />Leaving souls laid bare to go and help the next broken one<br />Ignoring the voice in the back of his mind<br />How could he be so wrong with all the good he was doing?<br />Now over many days and years he looks back<br />He sees the trail of broken hearts he set out to heal<br />Only leaving a trail of tears and ravaged souls in their place<br />Alone now he cuts himself everyday for each<br />His tears give him no comfort<br />Nor should they<br />Where did he go wrong?<br />Where did I go wrong?<br />I only meant the best each time.<br />I never took the time to finish what I started<br />I never took the responsibility to open my eyes<br />These words remind me of all the excuses I wrote<br />The words of a poet forever lost and unawareness<br />My eyes are wide open now<br />My eyes are wide open now<br />I see the damage I have done<br />I see the damage I have done<br />Now I must learn to live with it<br />There is no easy way out<br />There is only living with the pain I so freely gave to others<br />Hoping maybe someday I can be forgiven<br />I truly am sorry<br />Though my regret will never change anything<br />Maybe tomorrow I will not make the same mistakes<br />Maybe tomorrow I will finish what I start<br />Maybe tomorrow...<br /><br />- by <span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Cold</span>Coldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00316931019969072008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048214909372583672.post-33399301771026076892010-09-28T01:19:00.001+03:002010-09-28T01:20:40.463+03:00Beyond here...I've been drinking on a cocktail<br />Of disillusion and despair<br />Since my hopes and dreams<br />Were left hanging in the air.<br /><br />Pills of low self-esteem<br />Are thrown on the nightstand<br />Next to the bottle of regret<br />That I keep in hand.<br /><br />A cigarette half burnt<br />Eats through the sheets on my bed<br />While memories of long-lost happiness<br />Awake and die in my head.<br /><br />Curtains of denial cover the rest of the world.<br />Another day of solitude lines up ...<br />Everything around is dead quiet<br />But the fights with myself never stop.<br /><br />Night blends in with the day.<br />Trapped in a timeless space,<br />I am hardly alive,<br />Living with dishonor and in disgrace.<br /><br />I pour myself another glass,<br />And let the torture come and pass.<br /><br />- by <span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Cold</span>Coldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00316931019969072008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048214909372583672.post-61534174386695845452010-09-24T01:19:00.001+03:002010-09-24T01:19:40.154+03:00Shattered WordsI express myself with poems and words<br />flowing from my mouth<br />weaving and mending<br />floating intricate patterns of the mind<br />that fade in other eyes<br /><br />When I pour my soul out<br />why must you laugh?<br />why must you mock?<br /><br />My inner spirit is bleeding from my fingers<br />staining the pages with the thoughts<br />that are engraved into my heart<br />like the delicate words on a tombstone<br /><br />I am what I say<br />my words heal<br />repairing broken pieces of my heart<br />making the glassy sharp edges smooth<br /><br />When I pour my soul out<br />why must you laugh?<br />why must you mock?<br /><br />- by <span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Cold</span>Coldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00316931019969072008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048214909372583672.post-73137995551471113482010-09-08T03:41:00.001+03:002010-09-08T03:41:36.976+03:00Precious oneI know I’ll never talk to you<br />Or hold you in my arms-<br />Not a day goes by when I don’t wish<br />You’d never come to harm.<br />I cry alone and hope I’ll wake<br />To find it’s just a dream<br />But I know that isn’t possible<br />Though easy, it would seem.<br /><br />So here, today, I say to you<br />“Good-bye, my precious one”<br />‘For tears I’ve cried won’t bring you back<br />Or undo what has been done.<br />I know that you can’t hear my words<br />Or listen to my thoughts<br />But in this way, someday I’ll find<br />The acceptance I have sought.<br /><br />I know I’ll never hear you cry<br />Or wipe away your tears<br />When you were torn away from me<br />I realized my worst fears.<br />My hopes and dreams I had for you<br />Will never come to be<br />But I hope in time, with love and faith,<br />Some peace will come to me.<br /><br />- by <span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Cold</span>Coldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00316931019969072008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048214909372583672.post-54790727909324596762010-09-08T03:35:00.000+03:002010-09-08T03:36:03.564+03:00On My OwnI walked into the darkness willingly<br />The darkness did not want me<br />It spat me back out into a world not of my choosing<br />My future uncertain I reversed course<br />I hoped to find someone out of my past to help guide me<br />Each time I was disappointed<br />Everyone is so wrapped up in their own troubles<br />Not even a true friend to share with was found<br />The realization is I am on my own<br />It is all going to have to be in a New World<br />There are no known safe harbors ahead<br />It is all a mystery<br />And I have to face it on my own<br />I have to be strong enough<br />With on one to lean on<br />I easily admit it is all very very scary to me<br />I do not even know which direction I should head in<br />It is all going to be brand new<br />But the questions remain....<br />what am I now?<br />What should I become?<br />When will I feel safe again?<br />How long until love can be real?<br />My door....<br />The whole world....<br />One foot in front of the other<br />The longest journey begins with just one small step<br />Have I began yet?<br />Or am I still waiting?<br /><br />- by <span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Cold</span>Coldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00316931019969072008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048214909372583672.post-66790282343010192032010-08-25T00:54:00.000+03:002010-08-25T00:55:18.373+03:00HumanityLife is like a dirty mirror<br />Reflecting only passing images of the truth<br />Truth so twisted with each passing day<br />We are all already dead<br />Only no one has told us to lay down and rot<br />We shuffle through the days<br />Marked not by how much good has been done<br />But by all the anger and evil seen in the world around us<br />The world is dying around us<br />If you listen you can hear the death throws<br />One day we will wake up<br />There will be nothing left to ruin<br />Then the people will cry out to their gods<br />"God! Why have you forsaken us"?<br />When in truth we turned our backs long ago<br />At one time we held such wonderful promise<br />We carried such dreams as to make us equal with the gods<br />But we never cared about the consequences<br />Or the costs of building such dreams<br />The day we finally reach the mountain top<br />We will only have ruin to look back down upon<br />I do not know if we can be saved<br />I do not know if we are worth saving<br />I only hope we leave some living thing to cover our ashes<br />And leave not a burning lifeless rock as our tombstone.<br /><br />- by <span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Cold</span>Coldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00316931019969072008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048214909372583672.post-24079053368823783402010-08-12T14:07:00.001+03:002010-08-12T14:07:38.609+03:00An open cornerAlone, in a dark quiet room<br />On a gloomy night, I fill myself with grief<br />As I think through my painful times<br />I regret to have thrown chances<br />And make wrong simple decisions<br />. . . I grieve, alone, at an open corner.<br /><br />I scream out a thunder<br />Crying a storm, as I drown<br />Restless in the ocean of sorrow<br />I'm still left unknown<br />To them of my presence<br />. . . I weep, alone, at an open corner.<br /><br />Know not a soul<br />Of the secrets I'm filled<br />Neither furthest nor nearest could simply understand<br />The difference between my needs and desires<br />They know of only what they see<br />And care not of what they can't<br />My unseen feelings are hidden in me<br />. . . And I hide, alone, at an open corner.<br /><br />- by <span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Cold</span>Coldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00316931019969072008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048214909372583672.post-53027443865089613832010-08-12T14:05:00.001+03:002010-08-12T14:05:48.700+03:00Just let me bleedWatch my tears, do not refrain.<br />No need to fake it all again.<br />No need to care, and please, don’t smile.<br />Leave me alone, I’ll be a while.<br />You shed dead tears, but never weep,<br />My emotions are for me to keep.<br />Please don’t pretend, no need to lie,<br />Just waiting now, waiting to die.<br />No need to gently stroke my face,<br />No need to chat, I know my place.<br />I will not cry, I will not fight,<br />Drag me now, into the night.<br />Take my smile, my very last breath,<br />No need to shush me into death.<br />I have been ready for some time.<br />A willingness that is solely mine.<br />I do not pray, you understand,<br />No need to falsely take my hand.<br />I will not weep, when you leave me here,<br />I do not need you to be near.<br />I always knew I’d be alone,<br />No one to love, to call my own.<br />Take me now into the dark,<br />Your mind untainted, I left no mark.<br />I will not struggle, will not plead,<br />Just leave me here and let me bleed.<br /><br />- by <span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Cold</span>Coldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00316931019969072008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048214909372583672.post-1304398299256321872010-08-12T13:57:00.001+03:002010-08-12T13:57:42.365+03:00Silent SoulAlone, lonely ones are<br />Who figured out their own star<br />Crafted in their sadness<br />With so much eagerness<br /><br />Time elapse<br />Their happiness collapse<br />They run for shelter<br />Somewhere inner<br /><br />Never crying for help,<br />Feeling so secured in their shell<br />They express themselves<br /><br /><br />In what they wear<br />Saying indirectly<br />That they don’t care<br /><br />Following their silent thoughts<br />Till they erode<br />Cries, cries from their silent soul…<br /><br />- by <span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Cold</span>Coldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00316931019969072008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048214909372583672.post-10708009486600234182010-08-10T23:36:00.003+03:002010-08-12T18:53:22.965+03:00AskedI never asked<br />For a blessing like you.<br />Like I've spoken to God<br />And my wishes came true.<br />I asked for a person<br />To love and to hold.<br />To be loyal and faithful<br />Not angry and cold.<br />Every one has a destiny to find,<br />Looking in your eyes I have found mine.<br />You're all I ever wanted,<br />You're all I'll ever need.<br /><br />- by <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" >Cold</span>Coldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00316931019969072008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048214909372583672.post-4027195286403520052010-08-10T23:26:00.004+03:002010-08-12T18:53:35.164+03:00Ink of my quillSoftly, she asked, “How much do you love me?”<br />Can one tell and quantify the air we breathe?<br />Can one count up the sand one speck at a time?<br />Can one measure the beat of my heart that seethe?<br /><br />She was so full of queries and she questioned again,<br />Of how do I compose an astounding idyllic verse.<br />Whispering lightheartedly if she enthuses me too,<br />For her, I’d navigate the path over again I traversed.<br /><br />Her name is an unwritten mantra inhabiting my heart;<br />Her voice reverberates and echoes in my recollection;<br />Jarred together clashed a massive light of reflection.<br /><br />We declared vows as we breathe our passion each night;<br />Surrendered our souls to each other never letting go,<br />Mere thought of her away dreadfully tortures my mind,<br />Love has made me selfish for my honor to you I bestow.<br /><br />In all my existence I believed she is the myth I prayed for;<br />The ink of my quill on a blank parchment that waits,<br />The writings and blessings of my plume gently scrawls,<br />A legend amazed me of her gift from one of the greats.<br /><br />- by <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" >Cold</span>Coldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00316931019969072008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048214909372583672.post-2258517749374627372010-08-10T00:23:00.004+03:002010-08-12T18:53:45.852+03:00MiracleWhenever I look at you<br />It seems I can see your soul<br />It's not that I have to stare at you<br />When I do though, I'm staring with my soul<br /><br />You never had to be in front of me, to see you<br />But when you are, your beauty takes control<br />You see, I can always see you<br />All of you...I wanted you to know<br /><br />You have by far the most angelic presence<br />While you sleep, while you're across the room<br />While you lie and let me hold you too<br /><br />I never want say goodbye when the day ends<br />Then, all I want to do is say hello again<br />You have looked at me too like this<br />And it touches my heart to no end<br /><br />I'm never more happy than when I look at you<br />Well, maybe when you look back at me<br />I want you to know I love you too<br />And for both, I'll do anything<br /><br />Its amazing for me to see this in your eyes<br />Yet, its all so very clear<br />See, God did grab a hold of me<br />And said "Look, she's your other half".<br /><br />- by <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" >Cold</span>Coldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00316931019969072008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048214909372583672.post-45891984652585450752010-08-06T23:00:00.004+03:002010-08-12T18:53:54.655+03:00My ... youYou are the painting that I want to paint.<br />You are the poetry I want to write.<br />You are the sculpture that I want to make.<br />You are the temple I want to design.<br /><br />Inside me, you are the moon and the stars.<br />You are the perfect creation of God.<br />No hell is able to tear us apart.<br />No paradise can ever reach this good.<br /><br />You are the perfect portrait of my soul.<br />You are the words that define who I am.<br />You are the rock that supports and controls<br />All the love inside that shadow I plan.<br /><br />You are the silence of the desert hoods<br />Where I'm the wizard of the sky above.<br />The joy of living, the greatest of goods<br />Is hidden in you, forever my love.<br /><br />Love's all around, from now until forever,<br />Keeping the secret of you and me, together...<br /><br />- by <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" >Cold </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">, <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">for that special someone .</span></span><br /></span>Coldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00316931019969072008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048214909372583672.post-48112334169502208952010-08-05T01:00:00.001+03:002010-08-05T01:02:47.286+03:00Angelic PainAs I look down, below the clouds,<br />I see the face of the lonely,<br />If only I could tell them to keep holding on,<br />Their guardian angel is with thee.<br /><br />Life slipping from their fingers,<br />Wishing to tell them it will work out,<br />Hold the tears and the fears,<br />I fear that there is doubt.<br /><br />Reaching out through the clouds,<br />Trying to keep myself from falling,<br />Crying out to them,<br />Don’t they hear my calling?<br /><br />Eyes filled with tears for those who are lost,<br />Feeling my fingers slip,<br />Eyes quickly fill with fear,<br />I’m falling, scared to death, biting my lip.<br /><br />There is no one around to help,<br />Hoping God will save me,<br />Landing on the ground,<br />Broken wings, broken halo, what is to be?<br /><br />Broken wings cannot fly,<br />Bruises cover my arms,<br />Broken dreams wishing for strength,<br />Will they sound the alarms?<br /><br />Alone on the ground,<br />The rain begins to pour,<br />Tears of God or tears of angels,<br />I really can’t be sure.<br /><br />Waves crashing on the beach,<br />Anger and fear,<br />Rain falling harder and harder,<br />I let out one last tear.<br /><br />A fallen angel left alone,<br />Alone to die,<br />No one around to save me,<br />The last breath I let out with a sigh.<br /><br />- by <span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Cold</span>Coldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00316931019969072008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048214909372583672.post-1002102476291513662010-08-02T01:33:00.001+03:002010-08-02T01:35:54.280+03:00A shackle...Hide the lies,<br />You created with your empty words<br />Embrace them tenderly<br />Locked the secrets in the box,<br />You whispered to the shadows,<br />Wilt every rose with your dirty hands,<br />You killed my sanity…<br />Internal beauty you envy, you<br />Built the walls where nightmares feed my fears…<br />Endless pain,<br />You watched every fragment of corpse is fading into a blaze<br />Bittersweet kisses,<br />You’re falling in the arms of asylum<br />Yet I’m still screaming your name in the darkness...<br /><br />- by <span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Cold </span>Coldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00316931019969072008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048214909372583672.post-81981041337201446832010-07-28T22:00:00.001+03:002010-07-28T22:01:40.041+03:00ImmortalityUnleash your soul<br />From the grave<br />Erase your name on epitaph<br />With the bloody fingers<br />Let the drops of blood pours in your sanity<br />And walk through the path of immortality<br /><br />I miss your shadow....<br />Craving the love hidden in<br />The depth of heart<br />Too lost in your death<br />I ‘m falling in arms of solitude<br />Entwined with the spirit within my wounds<br />Drowning into temptation<br />Can’t cease the pain I embraced by the memories<br />It kills me very deeply<br /><br />Forgive me,<br />Not letting the roses cover your scars<br />I fear to show you my sins<br />If I whisper you my sorrow through the poem<br />Will you love me again?<br />If I let the clouds cry<br />Will you drink all these fallen tears I have been hiding all along...<br /><br />- by <span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Cold</span>Coldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00316931019969072008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048214909372583672.post-50202631172432982432010-07-25T23:52:00.000+03:002010-07-25T23:54:34.660+03:00Tears of shadowBelieve in the darkness<br />That comes from within<br />Tap tap tap on my heart<br />Till it breaks a part<br />And remember the last time<br />I was being so shy<br />When I said you were mine<br />I almost started to cry<br />Tears of blackness<br />From the shadow soul<br />That lives within the heartless hollows<br />Soon to be devoured by the cold corpses<br />Darkness is full<br />Lightness is soon to be dull<br />Blood drips from the shadows face<br />Split in two fly up with its grace<br />Successors to make a mistake<br />Failures to be resurrected<br />Caged inside i want to be set free<br />I'm done with being neglected<br />Let me off my leash<br />Precaution around the fakes<br />Fall from the down<br />Evaporate from the ground.<br /><br />- by <span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Cold</span>Coldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00316931019969072008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048214909372583672.post-14982439209962189982010-07-19T19:20:00.001+03:002010-07-19T19:21:17.479+03:00In a shadowDrowning in dark desperation,<br />I reach out to a promise floating by.<br />But as I hold on to it, it’s broken,<br />And I'm left staring at my reflection in the sky.<br /><br />The rain clouds hovering above me,<br />Cast shadows that sink under my skin.<br />I can feel the darkness growing,<br />As it feeds on my blood and makes it thin.<br /><br />A violent cry erupts within me,<br />So strong it grasps at my very soul.<br />But I'm too weak to scream for help,<br />So darkness is left to take its toll.<br /><br />Saturated in this heavy hue,<br />Piece by piece I'm falling apart.<br />I was trying so hard to save my soul,<br />I didn't see the darkness take my heart.<br /><br />- by <span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Cold </span>Coldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00316931019969072008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048214909372583672.post-30571505814962587012010-07-03T21:31:00.001+03:002010-07-03T21:31:36.380+03:00DifferencesAs i see the lights of my living hell,<br />darkness calls me in its prism.<br />Making me face hell myself.. Making me loose blood..<br />No rules, no faith, just a free world.<br />A world where I can enjoy each night of my life.<br />A world where I can die.<br />A world with no laughter and tears.<br />No good and evil.<br />With no hate, nor love.<br />Full of simplicity and uniqueness.<br />Getting to know more people makes me forget some I knew.<br />That's how I keep my world.<br />It would be troublesome to know everybody.<br />Always favors, please and go suck hell.<br />People always care for themselves.<br />So why should I care for them? Or, it can be you.<br />It can be all of you.<br />You laugh when you're happy.<br />I laugh when I want.<br />You cry tears, but<br />I cry blood.<br />So what's our difference?<br />What is love?<br />What is life?<br />Such stupid questions.<br />Why do people care so much about them?<br />Love gains hate. You can't define love without hatred.<br />And about life? Answer that when you're dead.<br />No one can live forever.<br />That's the fact,and is the real fact.<br />We'll be dead.<br />Don't call heaven. Gods are dead too.<br />So what would be our difference?<br /><br />- by <span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Cold</span>Coldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00316931019969072008noreply@blogger.com0