Suffer my demon

So suffers the heart that cannot feel.
Suffers the soul with walls of steel.
Long for the reality that love brings to thee.
Long for the innocents that shall never come to be.

Seeking peace in ones embrace.
Seems nothing more than hells fitted race.
Burnt to much this heart of coal
these fleeting embers of the blackened soul....

Known emotions poor through me.
Even more yet sought for thee.
Placid movement from the start.
Intriguing jesters of the heart.

Charming and enchanted, eyes glazed wide.
Shows the fear he tries to hide.
Dancing boy without a care.
Takes his step, his soul to bare.

Sacred, serene, soft to the touch.
Frigid, frightened, forgotten to much.
Sinner, saint, sorrowful child.
Fated in friction, forever wild.