Cold
I feel cold
I feel numb
I'm missing the sun light
My hearts frozen with frost bite
The sun rays never shine on me
They never aim to please me
I'm afraid of what I will become
Without this warmth
I feel bits and pieces
inside of me tearing off
Slowly breaking down my insides
I guess this is why I always cry
Yet my tears freeze in these drastic temperatures
Therefore no one will ever know
I despise the cold
It turns me inside out
Until you only see blue
The color of my blood before
Oxygen could get through
I am bundled up
Yet I am still COLD
Depression blowing in
Pressure rising
I feel like the Indians marching to their new home
I die in the icy ground
I am massacred.
LEFT.COLD.DEAD.
no one even wonders where I am
the COLD ground become my only friend
The world my enemy
May my freezing soul finally be at peace
2007 is it over yet?
No unfortunately it's just begun
Copyright © Shahana Jackson | Year Posted 2007
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