When you look into my eyes
I feel a flare in my heart
Not a small fire being created,
by a few twigs and a spark

Burning like the fires of hell
But feeling like a tropical beach breeze
Trying to hold myself up
But feeling weak in my knees

Oh help me show me your feelings
Instead of hiding from the minds of them
Grow like a flower strong and willing
Instead of being a safe sturdy stem

Be a flare spreading light and joy to others
Open your heart and let me inside
Dont be afraid i wont hurt you
Again i ask you with love and care open arms and willing heart please dont hide

Light is what brings forth a new day and what ends that beginning.
Light is how we see things in a different perspective.
Light is where ideas come from.
Light is what some of us study to understand.
Light is us.
Light is me.
Light is you.
Light is light.

Love
That feeling of always wanting to be around them.
Love
that feeling of waiting to see them, touch them, hear them.
Love
Knowing that theres something there but you cant point it out.
Love
wanting to not live with any doubt.
Love
Realizing that you cant have them pulls your heart strings out.
Hate
Feeling the pain that follows their actions.
Hate
Always trying to impress someone.
Hate
Being yourself and not being accepted.
Hate
Knowing what they could be thinking.
Hate
Finishing poems that have a special meaning.

As i walk through these halls, i feel as if its empty. Those memories reminiscing, replaying over and over. How do u see me? Family or friend i am not. I am just a shadow. Here in one instant, gone the next. If you want to see me, the real me, you have to look in my eyes. Recognize the pain that burns like fire in my eyes. Understand what makes me that shadow, that internal pain burning in my soul. If you extinguish that fire maybe then ill become whole and learn what it's like to feel again. But thats never going to happen. I'm doomed into the internal darkness. The darkness that lies within. the darkness they call pain.

Let it be known that nobody is perfect.
I know that life throws curve ***** and ive made mistakes. Mistakes that i wish i didnt make so they didnt leave me. alone. afraid. hoping to make things better one day but making things worse today. Should they forgive me for what ive done? Or should i live with this regret?

C.O.L.D.
Never changing always there
Adding on from dark to darker
Always changing your mind, the wind
Not realizing its making you any smarter
S.T.O.P.
its here ******* the warmth of memory that ever existed
Feeding on the souls of lives that merely insisted
Holding, haunting, heckling, horrifying
C.O.L.D