Bellow out my child dear
Bellow out for all to hear
Feel the shiver graze your spine
As you run out
Run out of time
But upon the ashes in the freezing, is me
Me upon the chilly seam
I hear her calls
The calls of the wind
I see the pain
The darling shivers of rain
It's cold my darling
Mother dear
It's cold to all
But why is it here?
I ponder its whisper
I listen to the bang
I despise what im hearing
But my love flows in vein
It's cold
It's freezing
This place of my home
It's cold
So freezing
This place of my own
But you can not tell me
You can not lie
Of the reasons it's here
Chasing your spine
The cold is here
It's speaking in breaths
Speaking with wind
In deep shallow breaths
Do you know why it's here?
My sweet brother dear
It's here for a soul
The life of a fallen
I can not tell you who
For I am not sure
But I can tell you a fact
I'm not sure where I am...........
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PoetryPoems that show moods and tell stories. Most are dark so be prepaired. Read and comment!