Cold

The cold leeches everything from you.

Alone but not lonely
Cold filling lungs
Chill penetrating deeper
Than razor-edged tongues

For the price of a footstep
Leave your bubble of warm
Where the ground has no feelings
Where the snow is your home

Lay like a child
Shivering and numb
Cold takes your worries
And reduces them to none

A life for the price
Of a footstep astray
In a blanket of snow
Where the dreams never stay

Reviews

[Jenny Nelson]

Such a lonely feel. Great description. A very well done piece.