Loki Wyrd Posted October 15, 2003 Report Posted October 15, 2003 I feel a warmth from inside, Yet I find myself shivering; To think that my hands Are sticky with blood, But when I look again they are not They are not even cut. I go to see those in my life, But they are blurry, Not there; There is no one. Who are you? Who am I? I don't know, I don't know. Then why do I wonder? It is not to be known. Then why do I wonder... Why do I wonder... Why? A thought occurs to me That I should not seal, It is to be unwrapped For the whole world. Why do I feel so obscene, What does it mean? I can't begin to explain, I can only hope to change. I apologize For words I've never said, Even though my heart has felt them, And I can not recover From their blows.
Kayleana Posted October 15, 2003 Report Posted October 15, 2003 I really like that! it's good! Kayleana
Beautiful Nightmare Posted October 15, 2003 Report Posted October 15, 2003 O my god i really really like it especially the last stanza i have felt that way so many times its horrible and then you always wonder what if.......
Loki Wyrd Posted October 22, 2003 Author Report Posted October 22, 2003 Thanks much for your kind words.
reverie Posted October 26, 2003 Report Posted October 26, 2003 (edited) i agree w/arwen... last stanza is profound... revery the dreamlost "...nothing fuels a good flirtation, like need and anger and desperation(aimee mann/the moth)" the dream continues... Edited October 26, 2003 by reverie
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