Hiya!

I aint particulary proud of this poem...but I figured it could be ok to post it still...

anyways,hope you like it Johnny!

Tracks

My steps leave tracks in the snow

and my breath turns to white smoke

the wind bites as it blows

sharp needles of ice in my skin

that I yet cant seem to feel

The people in this city sleep

their eyes closed in the feverish happiness

of a welcome dream

They never face the night

and its endless hours

of loneliness and wait

For I am the only one awake

and my steps in the snow

still stand alone

Maybe sometime they will wake up

find me and take me in

but for now,I walk this road alone