The Process

The Cold

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...........