Sorry about the grammar again. But the word Darketh is not spelled wrong, it's a word that suddenly popped into my mind and it fitted perfectly for this poem.
empty in it's being,
cold as the frozen lake,
echoes created by the scream of loneliness,
this empty space is missing the one i love,
Can you understand the fiery woe from this feeling?
can it ever be treated?
no, it can't, cause the one thing that can heal it,
it cannot be obtained,
Not more expected,
the fault is no one's but mine,
the icy faith i have is decided long ago,
the long and slippery path,
full of complications,
Saddened by it all the time,
burned into my mind,
No end
Poetry by Alexander
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Written on 2006-01-24 at 22:36
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In my own arms
The darkest room of the darketh part of the heart,empty in it's being,
cold as the frozen lake,
echoes created by the scream of loneliness,
this empty space is missing the one i love,
Can you understand the fiery woe from this feeling?
can it ever be treated?
no, it can't, cause the one thing that can heal it,
it cannot be obtained,
Not more expected,
the fault is no one's but mine,
the icy faith i have is decided long ago,
the long and slippery path,
full of complications,
Saddened by it all the time,
burned into my mind,
No end
Poetry by Alexander
Read 619 times
Written on 2006-01-24 at 22:36
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