Post by Yusuf the Assassin on Dec 3, 2005 21:18:09 GMT -5
I began this poem a long time ago and finished it the day my gf and I broke up.
Winter in My Heart
A harsh, frost-bitten breeze
Howls through the snow-laden trees
The sky sheds no tears of light
The earth is cloaked in cloudy night
Only famine and death prevail through this time
Nothing can break it from it's bind.
The winter, like a disease, plagues my heart.
It's icyness is slowly breaking it apart.
Where is the spring to drive away the cold?
Where is the sun to paint the sky gold?
Why can I not feel the warmth they are trying to give?
Why is it that sometimes I feel like I cannot live?
My tears freeze before they softly kiss the ground.
I suffer alone; no one else is around.
Nothing green grows
No love flows.
I am numb as the barren fields
The joy that comes from me does not seem real.
How I wish the sun would rise to melt the ice;
And banish the winter that clings to my soul like a vice.
Winter in My Heart
A harsh, frost-bitten breeze
Howls through the snow-laden trees
The sky sheds no tears of light
The earth is cloaked in cloudy night
Only famine and death prevail through this time
Nothing can break it from it's bind.
The winter, like a disease, plagues my heart.
It's icyness is slowly breaking it apart.
Where is the spring to drive away the cold?
Where is the sun to paint the sky gold?
Why can I not feel the warmth they are trying to give?
Why is it that sometimes I feel like I cannot live?
My tears freeze before they softly kiss the ground.
I suffer alone; no one else is around.
Nothing green grows
No love flows.
I am numb as the barren fields
The joy that comes from me does not seem real.
How I wish the sun would rise to melt the ice;
And banish the winter that clings to my soul like a vice.
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