Standing in the snow, you’ll say it’s ironic
Something about my frozen heart.
But what you don’t realise, can’t understand
Is why I did it, for you, I had to
I’m disappearing; consumed by the dark bright.
The last thing I see is your distant gaze
And I want it so much, to be kind to me, to be for me
But the spikes of hatred, indifference, your own contradictory cold
Impale my spirit, pin it to nothingness, drag me away to the blank canvas.
The place where we can’t start again because there are no tools.
I’m too far a coward to use my blood, so it’ll stay white, unemotional
At least ‘till I tear it down
Black, erased.
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i like it. It's deep!
ANADEGO
2007-01-04 22:15:02
wow sooo deep. must pop.
CRAZYLIKEAFOX
2006-12-10 14:05:43