WInter

 

Winter

 

I hate this feeling that comes with winter’s weather,

Held in place by an unforgiving tether,

A coldness that freezes the skin,

Numbs the heart from the outside in.

I forget the things I’ve seen, the places I’ve been,

Any good thought is crushed by the biting winter wind.

There is no spring, no escape from this hateful thing,

Only the pain that an everlasting winter will bring.

 

I tremble before a looming gale of insecurity,

It forces me to see every impurity,

Every black spot on this mortal existence,

I lose faith under its constant insistence,

There is no love, no hope, no beauty,

There is no real life, just this cold, and frigid strife.

A once promising future now seems so bleak,

My body and mind both feel so weak,

 

I try to reach out, to defy the storm,

I beg and plead for the long-lost warm,

But I utter only a quiet, icy breath,

My voice is lost to the swallowing depths.

The stinging rain begins to quicken,

High above the dark clouds thicken,

The bare and frozen trees lurk so dire,

 

Yet I know they could fuel a far-gone fire,

If I’m to escape this suffocating dark,

I need a beginning, a heart-felt spark,

Just to be felt, to be seen,

To be held by another human being.

When I cry, I hope someone will know,

That if I’m to be whole again,

I need a shelter from this unending snow.

Reviews

[Ember]

Very well written, over all it has a good rythm to it.. And excellent choice in words. It portrays emotion well. Good job.