SO COLD

I breathe in the Emptiness

I’m so Cold

Sitting here alone

Feeling the Blades pierce my existence

A Sharp stab of reality

Watching my self reflection with no image

A familiar love for hatred

I’m so cold

Sitting here alone

Just a blacking black spot

With no signs of damaged done

I am one with the shadows

Not knowing who I am

And what to do

I’m so cold

Sitting here alone

I am lost to the world

Hiding my slashed soul

From those who never understand

I’m So cold

Sitting here alone

The only one at the golden gates

To climb the stairs to peace of mind

I’m so cold

So very cold

Sitting here alone

 

 

Reviews

[1809 Black Plague Decem..]

I love the imagery here, especially a gate has so much meaning. In itself is cold, and striking,
---mishel