Through the Eyes of Aidan Frost

by Matt Carroll   Feb 21, 2006


Lost in a world where no one cares
Haunted by their points and stares
The pain of millions my soul bears
Alone, I face these dark affairs

There is no soul thats left to sell
I've fallen to the depths of Hell
Heaven's rung its one last bell
As the last few Angels fell

Alone and lost I cry out loud
Fallen under rough, dark cloud
Standing broken, not too proud
For following a distant crowd

A battered heart just left to bleed
The warmth of touch will now recede
Emptiness shall now succeed
No more emotions left to feed

Wrists are crying tears of red
Fallen over what was said
The loss of another, so much dread
Too many lost, so many dead

These pills relieve the intense pain
The drugs have kept me somewhat sane
Whiskey numbs the piercing rain
Diverts the fact that I'm to blame

The tears of others I regret
But what has happened I cant forget
These cards are dealt, the game is set
Now those against me place their bet

Thuggin' and wilin', my way of life
Living by the gun, dying by the knife
A righteous feeling, faded strife
Some people lost to Satan's scythe

Through all that happens, I press on
Strong for those who haven't gone
A vivid purpose clearly drawn
My reason for each days sweet dawn

Fighting for my right to live
Giving what is mine to give
Fear of acting talkative
Afraid I'll fuel another myth

Life through the eyes of Aidan Frost
Nothing ever gained without loss
Hearts like stone, all feelings lost
Memories of me, easily tossed

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  • 17 years ago

    by Marina

    Marina here again...
    ...Matt its not at all your fault...
    I've no place to speak in this matter, So I'm sorry, my sences are much to weak, i cant stop reading and commenting, each pieces is so much more Matt than I've ever seen... All this time i never knew...the Part I loved of you, wasnt as easy to see as you made it seem...
    **Sorry this comment is jacked**

  • 18 years ago

    by nicole

    I read it again, Matt within this poem there's hope... but there's so much pain... so much pain. & Im not you so I won't even pretend to understand but...
    you know that God & Us are alway's here for you right? alway's.
    Just like God who somtimes cries with what He see's & somtimes rejoice's. we're here, laughing or crying, but we're here. alway's.

    ~nicole.

    ~God's watching

  • 18 years ago

    by nicole

    Actually, it's quite inspiring...
    you start out talking about basically how life suck's, & in the end you talk about that you have thing's to live for & no matter what you'll keep living because there's ppl who are alive that luv & care about you* even if Im totaly off base with my analasys, it's writen well.

  • 18 years ago

    by Danielle Gagnon

    Really good poem.. good job...

  • 18 years ago

    by Sarah

    I dont cry... I haven't for a very long time...and i dont like to...this... made me cry. God has and continues saving you from it all...and i want to help in every way possible...I love God first and foremost but your running close. ---Sarah