This Feeling
What is this feeling that fills my body as the cold wind blows, on this chilly December day. I can’t help but wonder what has cause me to feel this way, and with each passing day I seem to be slipping further and further into darkness .as the madness eats away at me, my thoughts and memories seem to cloud up and fade away, until I am just a ravaged empty shell, that is thrust into the cold listless embrace of nothingness. Cursed to fall forever in a never-ending spiral of madness
And anger. What is this feeling that fills my body on this chilly December. I can’t help but want to scream out until my hearts content but alas I cannot. I am filled with fantastic terrors and emotion never felt before by any man. My how time seems to be passing by so agonizingly slow as I wait for this feeling to subside on this chilly December day.
Copyright © Samuel Galicia | Year Posted 2013
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