Cold and Sparks
Cold is my life, cold am I.
Cold is my heart, my soul, my mind.
Where do I come from, where do I go?
What is this fire, freezing me?
Instead of warmth, I get frost.
Instead of heat, I get cold.
Cold is my heart, yet sparks I cannot deny,
Draw me closer, ever closer.
Sparks with little meaning,
Yet enough to set a fire,
Hope is left within me,
Death, not quite yet.
Here I lie, in pain and hope,
Help me friends, I'm coming home.
A/N: Here's another, folks! I just wanna dedicate this one to mmm-ramen, hipathya, sesshy is sexii, and alicethecatdemon. Go read their work!