wandering in pain.
I don't know what they don't know,
but they don't know what I do.
Tears roll down my cheeks
like the small beads of dew
caressing the petals of a rose.
I was a Cardinal.
He was a Blue Jay.
Fate clipped his wings
and held me down with the shackels of truth.
I am a beleiver who can't accept the truth.
The light of Emerald consumes,
leaving nothing but sadness,
disapearing for good.
I step queitly,
It follows.
I stop,
It stops.
I walk again,
It walks again.
I avoid being the victim.
I'm dancing with death.
He tempts me,
but I avoid.
For I am a rebeling puppet.
A servant whom fights back.
I fail.
I also succeed.
But i'll never win the war.
I hate people.
They have forgotten,
the heart to live.
Compassion.
They have forgotten about her.
It came.
It left.
Nothing is left...
but a pile of stone.
They don't care,
but I do.
I just don't know it yet.
They have stripped me of my humanity,
for now I am nothing.
I wait in a dungeon,
with morose faces.
Were hungry;
tired,
desperate.
It's raining blood,
Left
and
Right.
When it comes,
we scream,
toss,
and turn.
Tick
tock
tick
tock.
Time has passed.
Everybodys gone,
but me.
They came in silence,
to claim what they want.
They unlock me.
I burst out,
yearning to be free.
They aimed,
Fire.
Gone.
They thought I disapeared,
but I'm still here.
Hiding in thought.
My heart beats in sync with nothing.
In fact it hardly beats at all.
Every breath I take could be my last.
Just like my fate.
Just like my Blue Jay.
His last breath,
rolled down my reddend cheek,
then it was gone.
He is gone.The soul of light.
My rebellion.
My friend.
My Blue Jay.
For death took control.
My sanity split in two.
The colors of the rainbow...
our souls tangled tightly
in vines of gold.
Mine grew spikes.
from the cold hearts of them,
from the cold hearts of man.
It.
It consumes.
Destroys.
Kills.
Why?
The inconsiderate strain their ears,
to listen to the voices of the forest.
The unheard.
The unapreiciated.
The alone.
They laugh at the pain.
I cringe.
I am mad.
I oped my heart to listen to,
the lovely flutter of his heart.
The wind.
The sky.
Everything.
The things only I can hear.
The whispers of the elements.
Emotions.
I'm death to all the change.
My ears are elsewhere,
listening.
For Him.
My mouth is there to.
I whisper,
"Hey are you there?"
His heart of love replys...
"yes"
I reply,
"Ooh... in that case..."
" I'll whisper in your ear"
" I...Love...You..."
