Camilla Fodgaard

Rookie - 0 Points (28.05.1991 / Skive)

The Cold - Poem by Camilla Fodgaard

The cold in which I am wrapped
is piercing through the truth
hidden beneath my skin
I see flames surrounding me
passionate licking my silent body
I feel the honor tearing me apart
the dreams blowing away my pain
and the love is screaming my name
as I soundless sleep
Soaring weightless I look down
seeing a twisted tale
scarring my face.
The far away angles
torment my soul.
Feeling left behind
I search for somebody, someone
who might drag me back
but instead of someone
I find my heart stabbed with peace
as I suffocate in the hope of being seen.
I silently let the world suck up my soul.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 4, 2011


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