Frozen HeartsA Poem by hoffstetterEveryone's journey in life is a cold one.
We all have justifications for the things that we do.
I know this lion that will give many to you. His son, the goat, tries to understand his cloudy views. He has painted pictures with different colors and hues. He tries to capture emotion. He stares at these pictures for hours without motion. Breathing slowly, trying to figure them out. He's read many books, but nothing can tell what this is about. A year later he understands the reason for many things that are coming to light. He's trying to fight this ever raging war, with every bit his might. Forced to stand on the outside looking in. Left to fend for himself and endure the ice cold winds. He's not fully sure how long he has to stay here. Not even sure if an exit from tis icy world is near. It's not too long before his heart and emotions match the climate around him His cup remains half-full or half-empty, never full and seeping over the brim. He has learned to survive by thinking with his head. He'll sleep when he's dead, so there's no need for a bed.
© 2012 hoffstetterAuthor's Note
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Added on April 10, 2012Last Updated on April 11, 2012 Authorhoffstetterthe place where Kurt Cobain was born , WAAbouthey all you beautiful people. my full name is gregory lance hoffstetter, but i prefer lance. i'm sixteen years old.... ummmm.. my fave bands are like the stars and pierce the veil. right now, i'm sing.. more..Writing
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