cold
so very cold cold
shivers up and down my spine
i smile at the thought
the world is black
a barren desert
everyone is dying
i stand in a garden of corpses
they come alive
they reach for me
they want me
to me bring me my death
i willingly go with them
im cold, and its 100º C

dark
no light
all alone
no sound
just fear
everywhere
by myself
help
no one will come
by myself
thats all it is
scared?
no
i embrace death
the dark
the evil.....

I sit here
shivering to death
the chills are too strong
i tend to fall over any time now
but i dont
i eat
and i eat
and i eat
no wonder im in place
ice cream...
thats it
fever of 101
stuffy nose, throat sore
but im here feasting
im cold as hell
im not that smart
i'll drift off to sleep
maybe no one will notice the corpse
anyone for a second serving?