"my shriek"

Kinda in a blecky mood.. But i think it's an okay piece.. Thanks for reading. *HUGS*
"my shriek"
shriek
child of the cold
hang your worthless head
still your bleeding heart
and cool your burning skin
i watch all of this
through a dream
like some unbelieving onlooker
just another silent scream
not a flinch from the strong one,
inside her skin
i'm the weak one
i cry but her eyes are dry
my shriek
[a facet of a face
and i thought i can't displace
an existence within a mind
no peace left here to find
i'm told she's beautiful
but we can't see it for ourself..
a question within an answer
she's a paradox in herself]
she's a child of the cold
bites her bitter lip
calms my coward's heart
and burns her cooling skin
i am helpless
in this scene
a detached onlooker
scared by what she's seen
not a motion on her face, the strong one,
far below the surface of her skin,
i'm the weak one
i hurt but she shows no pain
shriek
[twist her til she breaks
no voice from pain she makes
shriek a joke a secret sigh
is there still blood
in the tears you cry
we all have a way to ease the pain
shriek she screams just screams in vain
but no noise from the girl
with scars across the skin
never admit to feeling anything again
i tell you i remember her..]
she was a child when i was not
she was an adult when i could not have been
she relieves a desecration
mourning for a lost innocence
if i had tears i'd cry for her
but they're still frozen on my cheek
she's a child of the bitter
she's a child of the cold
she's a child of a tragedy.. she's
[the skin on my bones..
understand me when i say
shriek and i
were born on the same day
in the same place
in the same room
in the same breath
from the same womb
she's me when i feel nothing
i'm her hurt when i am hurting
she's my strength
and i'm her weakness
i'm the emotion
and she's the coldness..
i feel her pain and she moves my hands..
and i am the only thing heard in the darkness..
inside myself i am..]
my shriek