Stuck in a cold cold world, thats where i am....tho some might say its a winter wonderland. I can only say that in this world i am...slowly freezing and wondering if anyone can...help me, save me, from becoming a block of ice...the snow is slowly piling up, blocking my way with walls of white. The ice is getting colder. penetrating to the bone...the core of my being has become just like stone...ice cold, stone cold, thats what my hearts become. locked away in cold stone, away from everyone...is there no heat, no fire to help melt...the ice that hugs tight around my heart like a belt...my black skin turns blue and my body goes numb...i close my eyes and realize just how cold i have become...i wouldnt be like this if i had never left 1...behind with the fire that burns brighter than the sun...i wonder if ill make it back to my love alive and in 1....piece of this winterland. no wonderful in sight...she was left back home in the warm and bright...i left of my own will, dieing of my own volition...death has cold feel...i wonder if my own conviction...is enough to get me outta here...back to the one i love...hoping that the sun still shines bright with warmth from above...i open my eyes and realize where i am...buried 6 feet deep in a winter wonderland...
~Streetwize~ The poet
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