N.N. asked 11/13/2009:
Fire burning, Ice rising, the wind is blowing in two diffrent directions, to connect with the same soul. Bringing them home, leaving them alone, theres no way out, they always haunt you from the start.
Theres a door.
With no knob,
just a small hole.
shout it out,
you darkest secret,
and find out the dirffrence,
Between thunder and lighting.
The ice is rising, the fire withering,
Why Do I have this sinking feeling
those broken, dreamless eyes, will be my body, soul, and spirits demise