Cold, Need WarmthA Poem by Christopher 'Windstorm' KellsA door opens Another closes Cold grips the spine The truth lives
Words whispered Rattled on brain Journey unfolds Uncertainty a ghost
Haunted by descisions Regretably made uncouth Depression seeps Thru skin, bone, and tears
Let down, lied to Kicked around Wheres the honor A fallen angel
Nightmares alive save for beliefs Cracks beging to appear
Spirit shattering Humbled, limping on Buts its cold Within my soul its cold
Loneliness stalks me Misery an only friend Stubborn, struggle on To proud to give in
Yet wearing down Sands have fallen A lost chaotic trail Someone Anyone Find me... © 2008 Christopher 'Windstorm' Kells |
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Added on February 12, 2008 AuthorChristopher 'Windstorm' KellsEugene , ORAboutAs the wheel of time goes ever on, we change we learn and we shine, i am thankful this year for many reasons, i am 35 this year, so i look forward to an exciting year, with new friends, old acquainta.. more..Writing
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