by The Wordsmithz
This winter was a mean, lifeless,
bitter January days. but now
with our new beginning, causes us to be self-centered and
isolated by pain.
My lifeless body layed dormant in the
snow, while the icy wind pierced my face with fierce. Tired of hibernation,
I look for a new beginning; no more accidents, no more trouble, no more
pain in the ass unfriendly company.
I embrace the times that were fun,
as I look to the blue sky.
My winter is blinding, white, dark, cold and
full of pain – I’m so isolated, depressed and
scared; the snow is overwhelming making me
feel lonely. It’s always night, never bright
keeping me in fright.
I am winter born in winter but yet again
born in summer. I am carefree but yet
trapped inside my materialistic ways on this
cold dark, dark night. I’m fly, so fresh and