Its cold…
Snow cascades outside -
Its somewhere, but not here.
Comin down in buckets. I cant touch it,
But I feel it.
Its cold…
Hatred explodes outside -
Its everywhere, even in here,
Taking me under, so consuming. I cant feel it,
But I can see it.
Its cold…
Feelings forming outside -
Love everywhere, except for here,
I’m so jealous…for I can see it,
But I cant have it,
And its so damn cold…
Snow cascades inside -
It’s here, while I’m elsewhere,
Looking inside, so confused. I cant feel it,
But I can touch it.
Its cold…
Hatred grows inside -
It’s so rare, found only here,
Emotions ablaze, consumed with pain, I cant see it,
But I can feel it.
Its cold…
Hearts breaking inside,
So lost, tired of this loneliness,
Not so green anymore, I need to have it,
And I’m lost without it,
Without a hand to hold…its cold.