Allowing the cold to draft my abode
From window’s crack snuck in on God’s breath it rode
Chilly sensation feeling the grip
An ominous sign shiver from the lips
Feeding my hunger I caress the fear
Sensing the nothing that approaches ever near
I understand what lurks is not man
One thing I can not deny as I still seek my master plan
Taken from what is not apparent
Reappeared again under stress ridden deterrent
My mind feels the cold which crept in unwanted
Walking the line with the bold and the untainted
Saturated by breeze that causes my demise
Editing my page the wind can only revise
Confusing glows and grows from anger
Frustrated from the time I spend searching for the danger
Aloud I yell and rip the mess from my breast
Watching from afar as the one’s who can chatter about what is best
I now choose to lock the pain that cracks
Glass separates my pain and prevents nature’s vicious attacks
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