The coldness I know so well washes over me.
Freezing my being from the outside in.
It zaps out all energy and spirit from within me.
Leaving me hollow and numb.
Its shadow looms over the light always.
Blocking it from my sight.
When it reaches my core it will feel as though all is right.
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Poems From a Mad mind.
PoesíaPoems I have written. They tend to be quick reads. Some sad, happy, depressing, deep, and everything in between. They are not all good but I like to think I have a few good ones scattered through. Some are short some are longer. So are simple some a...
