Eli J Tod


The Cold


The cold, so cold
At first it bites
It must
Consistency so bold
My frozen heart
It turns to dust
I no longer know my heart
I don’t know
What I’ve become
I don’t know where
I stop or start
I feel nothing
I am numb
I’ve learned to deal
With this non-feeling
How to tell what is real?
Thinking this way
Sends my head spinning
Its ever you that I feel

Submitted: Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Edited: Friday, October 15, 2010
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