| Cold I'm feeling the cold. Cold from being alone. Cold of the fingers around my throat. Cold of the wind blowing. Cold of the snow falling. It feels like a knife blade. A blade against my throat. My skin crawls, My body shakes. I'm alone. No one answers to my cry. No one to hold me to keep me safe. No one......No one The pain inside runs deep. I can not hide the pain. The fear.....the hurt...the loneliness The shame. The tears fall yet no one sees. A scream is yelled....no one hears So alone So cold. My body shakes, The tears fall, The grip is tight on my throat. I am cold......so cold. Am I dead or do I just wish I was? Shelli |
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