Cold steel

Old poem (1980) with a rewrite. Anger can lead us to hell. After the pits of hell. Can't get worst?

            





                   










 Cold steel

Baby, I told you.
Ain't no heart in my chest.
I'm just a body that does the daily functions.

I'm dead.
I died a long time ago.
I could tell you a story.
But my words are even locked up now.

You are young.
Still able to love.
Don't give your love to a man who eyes are dead.

It is myth.
That you can bring back the dead to life.
 Cold steel can only melt on the  trip to hell.

When you can't remember the good times.
The tender moments.
You are just a body waiting for the end.

I have the hunger to touch beautiful things.
I'm well trained.
I will eat you alive.
Leave you for dead.

I won't care.
If you are laying in sadness and pity.

Cool steel is my name.
My hunger is to look into the eyes of dark Angels.
Who will dance the twisted dance of who can punish the other more.

I may tell you I love you.
 Just words. Just a means to get you to invite me into the
warmth of your warm flesh,
till I release my desire into flesh and bones.

I was told time heal all wounds.
One more lie, given to us by people trying to pry the
kindness out of us.

I don't desire love.
I don't want your pity.
Don't need nothing but to dance in the heat of the warm flesh.

If you want me to love you, my child.
You should escape now.
For the wall of my heart is mighty tough.

On my trip to hell.
I won't tell no stories.
I was the man called Cold Steel.

I told you I'm dead.
If you are a fool.
Try to break down the steel wall.

One day.
I will kiss you goodbye.
I will watch your tears.
I will tell you.
You wasted your love on a man with a steel heart and no emotion.
I will leave you without feeling any regret.

So my child.
Walk away.
For something can't be changed.
I'm dead and buried. A long time ago.

I can't remember when or why I died.

Cold steel is my name.

                                   Coyote
                                   1980

Author's Note

A old poem. When anger was the strength to get me by. I like the old poems. I can't remember the anger from 32 years ago.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

several years ago...some of my friends went to Nam and came back so different....a part of the them had died...and in some cases it was the heart. a certain cold steel feeling they had...not accepting love because they just had a coldness about them...but also not being able to accept love because they always felt it came out of or from pity...
this is an amazing piece of writing...it's all too real.

j.

[Coyote Poetry]

Was real for me once. A kind woman saved my life. Thank you for reading and the comment my friend.

[carmz]

the poem is so cold...i can feel the anger...


just like the way i want to write my poems

i need a strong emotion as an inspiration

keep it up writer!

[Star Wolf]

When we hurt so very badly deep inside and push others away that is a terribly tragic situation to be in. This is a very painful and emotional poem.

[Wolf's Dark Song]

After reading this I can tell you weren't totally dead...there was a lot of hurt and pain eating you up inside making you feel that way. This is very powerful and moving.

[Tai Ryens]

Wow... This is an amazing poem, very emotional, heartfelt, and intriguing poem that made me speechless to opinions on how great this piece was. Wonderful job, you did a great job at expressing the anger and pain of back then. Keep it up.

[HChase]

really emotional, i got a strange feeling in my gut while reading it. Thank you for a great poem. I also love how you have photos with your experiences to go with your poems. They really make you feel like your there an add impact and meaning

[MetBySunlight]

I love when something has angered or upset a person, it gives them power to write beautifully and get their emotions across by using words rather than actions. I like this write, it holds so much emotion. Maybe even a bit of self-hate?

[DannyBoy300]

Nice poem, it shows what anger can do.

Wonderful!

[Lily Mae]

I'm so glad you can't feel the anger anymore.. what pain and sorrow.. I can't even imagine.. thank you for sharing this part of who you were and who you are now with us..xx

[Rene Velez]

This is a good one coyote...fascinating write, hard facts of war and love...