Cold steel

Old poem (1980) with a rewrite. Anger can lead us to hell. After the pits of hell. Can't get worst?

            





                   










 Cold steel

Baby, I told you.
Ain't no heart in my chest.
I'm just a body that does the daily functions.

I'm dead.
I died a long time ago.
I could tell you a story.
But my words are even locked up now.

You are young.
Still able to love.
Don't give your love to a man who eyes are dead.

It is myth.
That you can bring back the dead to life.
 Cold steel can only melt on the  trip to hell.

When you can't remember the good times.
The tender moments.
You are just a body waiting for the end.

I have the hunger to touch beautiful things.
I'm well trained.
I will eat you alive.
Leave you for dead.

I won't care.
If you are laying in sadness and pity.

Cool steel is my name.
My hunger is to look into the eyes of dark Angels.
Who will dance the twisted dance of who can punish the other more.

I may tell you I love you.
 Just words. Just a means to get you to invite me into the
warmth of your warm flesh,
till I release my desire into flesh and bones.

I was told time heal all wounds.
One more lie, given to us by people trying to pry the
kindness out of us.

I don't desire love.
I don't want your pity.
Don't need nothing but to dance in the heat of the warm flesh.

If you want me to love you, my child.
You should escape now.
For the wall of my heart is mighty tough.

On my trip to hell.
I won't tell no stories.
I was the man called Cold Steel.

I told you I'm dead.
If you are a fool.
Try to break down the steel wall.

One day.
I will kiss you goodbye.
I will watch your tears.
I will tell you.
You wasted your love on a man with a steel heart and no emotion.
I will leave you without feeling any regret.

So my child.
Walk away.
For something can't be changed.
I'm dead and buried. A long time ago.

I can't remember when or why I died.

Cold steel is my name.

                                   Coyote
                                   1980

Author's Note

A old poem. When anger was the strength to get me by. I like the old poems. I can't remember the anger from 32 years ago.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

several years ago...some of my friends went to Nam and came back so different....a part of the them had died...and in some cases it was the heart. a certain cold steel feeling they had...not accepting love because they just had a coldness about them...but also not being able to accept love because they always felt it came out of or from pity...
this is an amazing piece of writing...it's all too real.

j.

[Coyote Poetry]

Was real for me once. A kind woman saved my life. Thank you for reading and the comment my friend.

[Scandalous]

Anger gives me my inspiration for most of the things I write, and it works just as well for you. Keep up the great work!

~ Scandalous

[Bette]

Cold steel can only melt on the trip to hell.
beautiful

[MandaBear]

Wow! very intense

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

Wow!

Love the complexity of this poem.

[Matthew D. Ford]

Excellent poem! It is a little depressing in one sense, but could be translated into something gorgeous. It is like a story of a man who is incapable of emotion, but who could also simply reject any type of emotion or romance because of a past that is filled with regret and broken hearts. He wants to love, but will not. Cold Steel is very interesting, the phrase. Kudos!

[Lina Grey]

This is an incredible poem. So full of emotion. It is dark and cold, twisted. But at the same time it shows a level of compassion for the person it was directed to, telling them to walk away and not waste their time. It is very deep and very vivid. Thank you.

[Undying Glory]

anger and vengeance just emanates from this one.
i guess that's what makes this one very good indeed, a super dark poem like this. I know how you feel all too well, when anger controls one's life, and the feeling that everything should burn before one's eyes or be crushed by hard steel.
and then there was this:
"One day.
I will kiss you goodbye.
I will watch your tears.
I will tell you.
You wasted your love on a man with a steel heart and no emotion."
this was so powerful and brought this great poem to a powerful end indeed, epic. very great job here!
I will leave you without feeling any regret.

[tk]

omg. i can feel something beyond coldness.. it's quite indescribable. anger is so intense and haunting, i can feel it crawling under my skin.. you did a very great job on this! thanks for sharing.. :)

[Cassie Fraga]

WOW!! I CAN FEEL IT!!! u have captured the intensity of all the pain, and anger... that was a very wonderful write. thank you for sharing!!

[Kenneth The Poet]

Cold Steel indeed. I see and sense the youthful angst in this. Biting, like bullet you eat when you need your leg amputated. One of your best, Coyote.