False Hopes & Dreams

3

COLD

my walls stand firm and tall,
Growing more distant and
Distant, until I felt nothing at
All. When your heart is cold
Solitude becomes your friend,
Because everyone knows solitude
Has no end. Sleep isn't easy, a
Baby's cry you could ignore
Completely. My soul may be frozen
But don't mistake it as my heart being
Broken. It's hard to explain how
Much I don't care. To sit in the dark
And wallow in my own despair