Ice Cold
A chair has become my world
Uncomfortable
It creates pain just like the real world
Isolation from all who walk
Wrapped in my own flesh
Stone cold
Reaching out just creates more pain
What little warmth inside my heart
Turning ice cold
Like all before
Copyright © Paul Murray | Year Posted 2022
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