Freezing Inside

Another poem, hope this one is good.

Freezing Ice, cold body

My feet can barely move my body

Stormy weather, hot tea

My mind is a burning sea

Snowflakes falling, old faces return

They may haunt me back in return

As the cold temperature makes me fall apart 

Riddles in ice, Toys and Books

My mind is getting ready

For the storm that is yet to come

Freezing Brain, Cold emotions

I can barely move out of this notions

Walking thoughts, approaching storm

My soul knows what there is to come 

As I put my head in pillows made of ice 

The soothing sound of winter let's me rest 

Freezing weather, Freezing stations

There is always sadness in one of the stations.

Author's Note

This one is maybe just random thoughts put together, but trust me, it has a big meaning hidden inside.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

it's almost as if something happened years ago to the speaker, maybe as a child...and that still haunts him...the station, like a radio station is full of static memories...but is still tuned to them...and i hear the radio playing that same old song, as if it were playing in the snow...and no one was around---just echoes of yesterday.

[Lizardo]

Thank you so much jacob, it really means a lot and it is true, just echoes of yesterday