The Cold

By LizLongley

As I sit and think anymore I'm truly realizing the cold inside of me...

The cold that is slowly talking me over...

Something that I can't control...

Something that makes me shiver when I could be burning...

I want my flame back...

I don't want to turn into the cold and slowly vanish to dust...

I'm dead and empty inside...

So numb... almost nothing can burn me...

I believe that I was a rose...

Beautiful, passionate, full of life, color and wonder...

A rose that was caught in a snow storm...

A rose that is now dying from the icy atmosphere...

My eternal fire, that rose, is slowly going out...

Very few things are sheltering that passion, that beautiful rose...

See me now, and I am cold to the touch...

No more fire is burning in my eyes...

My skin and body as white and as dead as snow...

Just the dead cold winter that, I fear, may never end...

I'm being frozen from the inside out...

No more tears water this rose...

It's dying...

I'm scared it has no more life to give...

What has happened to me?

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The Cold

Created: Jun 23, 2010

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