

There is no title.Slightly bruised but it isn't broken this heart I have is just a token of the love I hold inside the pain I have denied and all the sacrifices I have made. Badly bruised but still unbroken my heart is steel my soul is diamond you can not kill what you did not create and in my person your hate does not take. I refuse the world the right to judge the sins I commit my soul is not smudged it is unmarked by the things I have had to do because I feel them just like you do. Deeply bruised my heart is not broken my heart is filled with the words I've spoken and wrote and cried and lived and died inside this mind of mine. &nThere is no title.


Defend yourselfShadows of doubt cast a false light upon an unwritten future built upon an unyielding past. The forgotten memories so long kept locked away surface with a thundering pain. Lo, the sound of a heart breaking. The sight of a hollow man lost, his path gone along with his hope. Fangs and horns do not a demon make for many a false person has set souls ablaze. Lies and secrets are cloak and dagger and every thing held dear is naught but so much dust in the hand. Remember the truth and keep hope held close, for alone in the dark they are sword and shield. Defend yourself.Defend yourself


Burn meBurn me, sear away these feelings. Burn me, turn me to cinder with a word. Burn me, leave me as ashes in the wind. Burn me, let me loose from the pain. Burn me, cut these ties that bind my heart. Burn me, crack the ice that covers my soul. Burn me, with a word let me rise anew. Burn me, a touch that turns me to dust. Burn me, a need, a desire I cannot contain. Burn me, with flesh to flesh as ignition. Burn me, soak me in accelerants of emotion. Burn me, I want to feel again. Burn me, hurt me, I want to feel alive. Burn me, for I have died of sorrow. Burn me, aBurn me


Holding onThis hesitation hurts I feel like my heart is going to burst, like all the tears Ive never cried are trying to escape into the world outside where misery and darkness lay so close like a blanket of silken sorrow with a promise of no tomorrow. Why cant I just say how I feel, keeping it all inside until the shadows can no longer hide the stains the tears have coursed down my face, my painful past to erase. Is there no love for me in this world, where is the happiness I have been promised? Let me tell you that someday never comes and the gates to heaven are closed. I have to find comfort soHolding on
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"Peace is but a shadow of death,
Desperate to forget its painful past..."
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You have no power over me, save what I allow. I give you none.
Tom
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"Peace is but a shadow of death,
Desperate to forget its painful past..."
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