Whisper

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Lies sit hot like fire

I sit cold as ice

Yet through it all we stand

I dance with the blaze

I bring a cold kiss to the sky

Do you see the sun when it snows?

Do you care to know what it means?

Do you see a spiral

Hear them crying

Watch them dying

All and all that seems to be it

Life and death

Cruel darkness

Sweet brightness

But they don't tell how the dark can care

Or how the light can blind

We laugh

We cry

But we all still live and die

I know that

So why they act like I know naught

I see what they don't

I know what they wished I didn't

I throw my head back and laugh

Laugh a manic's laugh

As I dance a crow's grace

Gibberish, nonsense

But then again, when did I ever make sense?

They can't say, they don't know.

I'm just too cold

The flames whip around me and I lean forward

I breath the ash, laugh steam

And inside I scream

Laugh, die

Live, cry

It is not simple

To whisper

When no one cares to listen

But you can't be rid of me

I will stay until you see

I hope you will

I have questions to ask

Ideals to test

Do you know me?

Did you see?

Do you know why?

Whisper to me

Tell me what makes you you

And I will tell you a secret as well

Do you read and imagine

Do you dream and believe?

You got it

But what is it?

A song in the heart?

A word held back?

A story unfolding?

A person growing?

A life worth living?

It is you to choose

Live and breath

Just don't give up just yet

Listen to my whispers

Listen to the the typing of my words

Do you see meaning?

Do you need one?

Just whisper to the dark

And search with the light

But don't get consumed

And don't get blinded.

Whisper back

Fight back

Act and laugh

Maybe you'll understand

My manic laugh. 

My manic thought.

My disturbed poems.

My soft whispers.

Or maybe you won't.

Who can tell

When it all burns just as well.

I will watch it blaze

And dance upon the embers

Will you join my raven band?

Laugh as I give a jackal's crackle?

Will you see the sense where none roams

Whatever choice, I'll still be here

Whispering to no one

Listening to the whispers and the dark

As I drink the lies that bind me. 



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