ColdA Poem by Trivén
The wind's blowing strong
Bending trees around me I'm cold and wet Snow melting on my face No moonlight to guide me No stars to keep me company Just me alone Thousands of snowflakes around When darkness comes completely My eyes no longer my guides Hand's gone numb Cold rendering my only guides worthless Now sitting, my legs no longer bear Waiting in the frivolous snow No holding back Wanting a reason to stay awake I find bed under a feet of snow Shakings have stopped, feelings too No light, no sound No heartbeat. No longer around
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