Cold

Shivering and alone The clouds have covered the gleaming sun Like my tears had covered my blooming smile. Variations of grey in the weeping sky Like the variations of feelings in my thoughts. Why is it so cold? The warmth has been sucked out of the air Like the happiness was sucked out of my day. The cold is harsh And will last long Like the winter storm beginning in my mind. Perhaps the sun will shine again And break the barriers of the strong clouds; The growing cold. Perhaps the cold Will go from here. Or it will hide until another time. It was never afraid to face the light of day.