If I can ever find time I will add more
I Know of Pain
I know the depths of hate, the dull edge of the knife against my heart,
To be alone is nothing new to me, to stand in a crowded a room and feeling lost.
To hurt so deep within I ache and scream and write my name in blood...
And not be heard!
I scream and curse the Heavens, why must I be so alone...
Why must I be my own worst enemy.
To hurt, is nothing new to me, endless hours of crying,
Countless teardrops falling from my soul,
And yet I search for a smile,
No ! I dare not take yours !
I seek my smile,
I seek a place where I can go and smile and laugh, to learn of love
And what it feels like to not know hurt.
Yes, I know of pain.
~~SRT~~
Stained hazel green
Heed, horid secrets lurking in the darkness
Eminent murals splashing walls of joyful times.
Revel in mold-en cracks nurturing endless mounds of love -
Flourishing passions thriving on light seeped in
Raging desires burning madly -
like a spark ignited in the forest.
Behold the windows stained hazel green
- See my soul
~~SRT~~
