How Cold Is the Air We Breath

The world is as cold as the humans inside it Breathing their cold words and exhaling their death Feeding the universe their souls which were born to be warming Though most of forget how to be warm allowing others cold hearted ways Only those who care enough not to speak of the pain the feel Nor spreading the coldness they had been taught was the only human emotion The ones who can not speak of this cold have given their last final breath They were not all given a fair enough chance to breath warmth For the coldness they tried to avoid pinned them up against the walls As the others just watched, without so much as wanting to warm them Forever knowing just how cold the world truly is, even through their final breath of air