The cold me

Blood runs in a dark alley

the smell permeates

the frozen night

the cold me

Laughs

 

I am here

Come find me

 

Trapped in night, forever broken

dead eyes follow her frozen

heart. a carriage of life

draws away. an omen

of death is upon me

 

I am here

come find me

 

The cold me watches, no tears

for the lost. fading eyes

whispering quietly

You are here

I have found you.

Reviews

[*~DreamDeamon~*]

oh how we all have the different sides of our selfs, and you jumped right into yours. Great write! i like how the first stanza is written the best because of structure but i can tell why you cant do it with the rest.

Good Write!

[quinfinn]

my you have been busy! another very nicely written piece of self evaluation
smacking of desperation and excellent imagery, defining one's self and self awareness. well done!