Author: RandomUser674 PM
I'm always cold...on the inside. My 100th piece. Enjoy!Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Angst - Words: 149 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 01-23-10 - Status: Complete - id: 2767386
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The coldness lingers around me,
an unseen mist of despair.
It seeps into my skin
and caresses my bones,
permanently chilling me.
It's not from the weather,
though it is mid-January;
You know the way you get chills
that start on your back
and then wash over you completely?
When you're outside in the freezing air,
it's completely normal.
But when you're sitting
alone in the locker room
because you can't bear to be around
the people that hurt you anymore,
you know it is depression.
Maybe I would warm
if I felt somebody's arms around me.
I'm always cold…on the inside.
My 100th piece. It's not really a poem...more like a stream of thoughts in a poem format. It's not my favorite work, but I wanted to post it here anyway.