Within that twisted mind she stands alone Waiting for the winter of her sorrows to end Long ago She wept for a freedom she couldnt find Behind his misted green eyes of jealousy He lost her Way before she lost herself A moment before madness took hold She held him and smiled She had learnt not to feel The void of darkness now pulling her under
Please free me from all that holds on too tight Free me from my own desires which cripple my existence And leave me naked in the rain of my youth
Hell One day she will be oh so wise People will come and bare witness to her pain On walls where emotions run high but for today she is still within the mould Being created within her skin Her desire is begining to scorch her soul into submission Turning corners She looks back with no regret Yet it is with a hollow heart she leaves behind All that she has grown to know as the truth
'This is more like it. Now I know where you
are coming from.
"Too late in the day for a decent review. I will
return and do it properly.
=----- Eagle Cruagh
If I didnt write I would probably go out of my mind, I am inspired by everything and everyone around me, you want to know more about me just read my poetry ... all is good in my world ....
The film .. more..