I Have Something to Say
Cold.. So very cold.. And yet, the sun burns bright, scorching the tree tops and igniting bush-fires around me. A heat so intense it chars everything around it, the sparkles of life blackened in the flame's wake.
I walk to its center, my body alight - a walking flame. But even so, with all this heat, why do I feel so cold..?
Because a frozen heart lies beneath all this flesh and bone. Reflected by the depressive, hopeless expression on my face when I should be rolling, screaming in excruciating pain.
True pain comes not from he who strikes your body, but he who strikes your heart.
I walk to its center, my body alight - a walking flame. But even so, with all this heat, why do I feel so cold..?
Because a frozen heart lies beneath all this flesh and bone. Reflected by the depressive, hopeless expression on my face when I should be rolling, screaming in excruciating pain.
True pain comes not from he who strikes your body, but he who strikes your heart.
