Soul IIMost of the time the ice laid still and motionless inside me, impossible to feel by just will. But then...at moments where intense emotion seized me, I would feel the coldness come alive again. At times it was so strong, so overwhelming, that I felt the powerful urge to--somehow--set the soul free. Wasn't it struggling so persistently at the ropes that bound it to me? Wasn't it yearning for flight?This uplifting never failed to bring tears to my eyes. In an almost logical way, it was as if that splinter of ice--my soul--were melting as emotion flooded me thoroughly. The liquidized crystal water, as chilling as the source it had been created
Stay CalmYou scoffed at me,You said I was wrong.Your fiery words,Were impressive but a lie.I wanted to snap back,But I held my tongue.I can’t let myself,Sink down to your level. Stay calmYou jeered at my idea,You look harmless, but you’re not.You thought you knew more,But you don’t know me enough.I told you patiently,I took a deep breath when you mocked me.Your sneering words have effect,But I won’t let it take over. Stay calmYou glared at me for a couple of seconds,Yet it seemed like everlasting eternity.The fire inside me roared,I kept it back.So we were flame and ice,Colliding all to
Soul"Sometimes, I feel a strange, yearning melancholy inside me...it's as if all the pain that would strike me later was inside me, alive, awakening. And to think...me, carrying my own fate! It was sunken so deep inside me...A cold piece of unknown, yet it was part of me. And at that moment, as I felt the ice stir inside me, setting my heart to thump at a faster, painful pace, I knew it was my soul.""...I could understand his agony, his pain, in perfect vision. Just like somehow I knew everything, and every emotion a human soul could possibly feel. Was I made to understand?"
DeliriousIt’s funny—-I almost have to laugh.Yeah, it’s funny,How nicely you treat me.Kick me when I’m down,Pull me up and shove me around.Scream at a tiny mistake,I make when I’m delirious.Sweat rolls down my face,My lips twist in a smile.Tears flow from my eyes,But I guess you didn’t notice.‘Cause even when you see,Me as low as hell.You don’t give a ,About how I really feel.Kick me when I’m down,Pull me up and shove me around.Laugh in all my agony,Laugh ’cause I’m delirious.My forehead’s burning with fire,My throat is dry and cracked.You
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