I Write Dark Poetry
Somewhere in my soul...where nobody knows there is a place. Cold.
Cold like the eyes of a killer who kills only for enjoyment
There is a strange place within me that stares back at me when I look in the mirror
He is dead serious, he is still, emotionless, motionless with no symptoms of regret, remorse or sympathy. He is me. I know I am my father's child. Sometimes this causes a deep aching in my heart.
This place within me that can't be washed away by cheerful memories, love or friendships.
Is a mold attaching itself to what's left of my living heart, soul and mind. I try to stay alive. I try to fight with pride and manners that my mother taught me to hold inside. But I can not lie. I can't run from this, to the other side, because the grass is not greener there. On the other side; it's desolate, menacing, dark and a place for those with no souls. A place I am afraid to go, to show, to know. So I look the other way. For a sign of peace, warmth, love, cheerful memories, love and friendship. But I know when I look in that mirror...he will still be there.
Cold like the eyes of a killer who kills only for enjoyment
There is a strange place within me that stares back at me when I look in the mirror
He is dead serious, he is still, emotionless, motionless with no symptoms of regret, remorse or sympathy. He is me. I know I am my father's child. Sometimes this causes a deep aching in my heart.
This place within me that can't be washed away by cheerful memories, love or friendships.
Is a mold attaching itself to what's left of my living heart, soul and mind. I try to stay alive. I try to fight with pride and manners that my mother taught me to hold inside. But I can not lie. I can't run from this, to the other side, because the grass is not greener there. On the other side; it's desolate, menacing, dark and a place for those with no souls. A place I am afraid to go, to show, to know. So I look the other way. For a sign of peace, warmth, love, cheerful memories, love and friendship. But I know when I look in that mirror...he will still be there.
