Thoughts racing in my head again begging to be let out.
I'm Freezing I'm Frozen I'm Numb Right down to my very soul Hell is not hot It's cold Worst then the coldest winter On the darkest night Chilling my bones As if from fright I am dead My blood turned to ice I tried to warn them I did so even twice All they said was nice Feelings are gone The pain is a badge torn Time inches like a worm Traveling through a winter storm In the end my frozen touch will only burn
Your poem is amazing. Read like a Dante lines in one of his stories. The strong words create a vision of pain and suffering. A outstanding poem. Thank you.
Coyote
Nice, I like the last line, how it describes a frozen touch burning. I can't imagine what this kind of cold must be like (not that I'd want to). The only line I don't get is "The pain is a badge torn", it may just be me, but I can't dissect the simile. Overall, a good piece.
Excellent write. Great perspective and the piece flows beautifully.
"Feelings are gone
The pain is a badge torn
Time inches like a worm
Traveling through a winter storm"
Love those lines..
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