Like a fire glows my soul,
and like a fire it grows cold.
In the ashes left behind,
lays my heart burnt and old.
This pain inside I cannot take,
from this fire inside of rage and hate.
I can't get close to anyone in fear that I may get hurt,
but for now I live my life hopeing for the cold water of love to put the fire out.
for several years i stood alone,
to afraid of the world around me and those in it.
year by year my heart grew colder and i even began to hate those which i loved
i hated all with such passion but i was almost never able to show it from the shell i created
but now that shell has started to fall and i am no longer afraid of the world around me but rather what i will do to it
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