A Cold Demise

A Cold Demise

A Poem by other_
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poem about addiction

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It comes o'er me,

like a glorious beam

of sunlight,

poking through

on a cloudy day.

 

Life; cold & dim;

chilling to the marrow.

It carries on slowly, steadily

like the clouds--

drifting to disappear

 

And then--

moments.

Feelings of warmth.

My pathetic, pale face

fleetingly caressed;

rejuvenated by the color.

 

But, only for a moment.

Leaving me searching

in much desperation

and much vain.

To escape the cold.

 

 

I find myself:

consumed by memories,

reviled for moving further

toward escape.

Leaving me

in a much colder place

than I could have ever

even imagined.

 

 

 

© 2011 other_


Author's Note

other_
Considered an exclamation point 3P L2?

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You have me feeling the cold as well with this.. Usually feelings like this are associated with hell and fire... I love the way you switched it up by using the cold... I like it.. Great write..on an emotional topic...xx

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