Coldness
Life is a blazing flame
For nothing remains the same.
Raindrops is like teardrops
Feelings are like dried crops.
Snowflakes are cold hard lies.
Darkness of night is shadows of cries.
Whispering winds are roomers to send.
spirit of one within to bend.
Tumbling leaves are only pieces of the heart.
Coldness becomes an impressed act.
Numbness is the soul that can’t feel.
Coldness is being trapped in living hell.
I’m in the center of this all
for nothing more then a life of a doll.
Words are echoes that turn into nightmares.
Lost in darkness for I’m not there.
I’m a lifeless person among the living
Bitterness becomes away of breathing.
Cold touch engraves a river of tears
that never heals remains through existing years.
Copyright © Sandra Larkins | Year Posted 2006
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