bring to me a quick cold death
let my soul be free
my soul is black
full of a pain I refuse to admit
in death…
I can be dark and haunting
painfulweepingsobbing
in the dark of midnight
and go unnoticed
souls are allowed to exist in torment
people are not
they won’t tolerate my emotions
being spilled
they won’t allow my feelings
to be real
they belittle
waving it aside with a cold hand
I am not allowed to be a person
filled with emotions I can’t control
and deep need, ache that I can’t fill
I am not allowed to tell you
the things I feel
you aren’t prepared to hear them anyway

but at night when you hear the wind
moaning and howling
it chills you but
you can’t quiet it
and the lonely hurting souls
hide in the wind
so they can finally be heard

with a heavy knife
pierce my chest and cut
a deep gaping rent
free my soul
and let it scream my pain
into the wind
for eternity
10/13/00