My talking to Myself

A fate, that thou can ill afford.
But that fate should be bestowed upon me.
To heaven I will send thee.
and to hell for that which I've done to you.
To where did my angel of heaven go? My Rose!?
Wherefor hast Fate taken her?
Alas, It seems our banter has come to an end, and I am alone.
Talking to only myself, and the whisper
on the wind.
The Mood is ruined.
And Yet I keep on talking.
What of that?
Wherefor am I bound to walk this world.
Without a single whisper from another living creature?!?!?!?
Another living soul?
Or not if thou prefer.
A vampire, or a ghost, in that case, perhaps.
Or maybe a demon
Oh, Yes, a Demon!
A demon calling out to you in the middle of the night!
Turning dreams to nightmares!
What nightmares?
In the dark?
While the little ones sleep!
Rightly so.
My mind lost to that very darkness!
My soul never existed!
Not until I heard that whisper.
Not until I heard that voice

Rare Soul


A soul found

Between sanity and insanity

Barely a ray of hope

But slightly seen by those

Who have an eye for it

A special eye

One that can see the goodness

In ones heart

In ones very presences

The Gift of a true Person

And not of demons

Demons who so commonly wander this world

Sucking the souls of those with the eyes

Those special eyes

Their only defense?

A personality

That pierces hearts

minds

Souls

Dreams

Leaving victims weak and cold.

Ever Green


In the place my heart lives

in a small town

not far away


Is a tree

where the leaves

do not fall


The color stays

the same

through the seasons


And in this place

with this tree

Agree

I think the way I think

Not expecting you to think my way

Disagree with me

Tell me you think I'm wrong

I invite you to agree to disagree

We're not the same

Different backgrounds

Different experiences


No One

Bound to this world

Locked in a cage

My mind and heart are filled with rage

No one listens

No one cares

No one ever seems to be there

You say you need me

No one does

No one will

No one was

No one cares

Do they ever?

It feels like my heart and body are severed

But I live on just for now

I'll make the whole world say wow

Then maybe someone will care

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