My poem

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.

Beautiful Erik. Its obvious you've been close. At least you can reflect on your experiences.

thanks Sorceress. i was just lying in bed one night and it came to me so i made sure i wrote it down. but thanks

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?*

there is a lot of emotion in those words KG, i really like it.

i like both of those responses. ive read them many times.

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?

despair all around
no love lost
nor gained
in the end there is only pain

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.

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?

nice words Oblivion, Zyphon...this has turned into a bit of a story.

One that i almost forgot.

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.

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.

well thanx!