the bitter chill
By ninetnine
It blankets my soul to leave me in the dark, the harrowing call of the warning lark. I cant escape the hallowing cold, i am so empty, my soul feeling sold. it covers my body and bites me so fierce, my pleading eyes desperately pierce. I try as i can to be warmed by the fire, that formed in my mind by my blinding desire. like a child enchanted, i want to touch the flame, to cover the guilt and smother the shame. the fear and the chills creep up my spine, that come with the cold and the bitter man Time. in my mind theres a demon i know i must fight, he lives in seclusion and thrives on contrite. its my cruel hearted spirits that bring the cold wind, i know in my heart, oh how i’ve sinned. i crave fore the beauty, the free from the old, to conquer my demons and escape from the cold. Written November 16th, 2001 © on Nov 16 2001 02:59 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"It blankets my soul to leave me in the dark,..."