Hell fades to white

I don’t think you even think of me now,

each thorn spilling my heart,

under the lights where I sit.

In all of the memories I see,

nothing is what it was,

hell is so bright.

Snow so warm to the touch,

winter like summer,

dreams are dead.

Softly you scream my name,

so loud I can’t hear you,

looking through me.

Am I nothing now to this world,

seen only as a shadow,

felt as even less.

Looking into the light,

heaven falls to my thoughts,

images blend into one color.

Tasting white flames so cold I cry,

drenched in blood writhing pain,

who am I now to you?

Twisting fears into action,

adrenaline forcing me to move,

breaking bones as I crash.

Love now to me my existence,

light now my pain,

lust still haunting me.

What am I if not with you,

am I worthy of feeling anything,

why must my shadows laugh?

Fire becoming the waters of hope,

air falls into the soil,

spirits left behind dreaming death.

Killing fields of passion I burn,

agonizing torment of love,

finding you smiling there.

Holding head high,

falling farther forever,

eternity existing ecstasy.

Lose me so I can find you again,

in memories so cold,

here I am just wanting your heart.













Johnny Newell