Cold

This is just one of the many poems that I wrote today in class. In between detention and sleeping of course.

Cold…

Everything in this world just seems so…

Lonely…

Destined to be alone forever, I feel so…

Sad…

Too sad to go on, too…

Tired…

Too tired of being…

Defeated…

By everything around me, I am so…

Afraid…

Of what it is I have become, this…

Creature…

That I now am, I have to…

Live…

To see the next day, to see the…

Sunlight…

As it drenches your face, and brightens your…

Smile…

It makes my fears disappear your…

Presence…

Captivates me, controls me, I feel so…

Calm…

When I am around you, but…

Inevitably, I float back into the…

Darkness…