I don't know if the cold affects me
Most days it's how I feel on the inside
I hope I can reach out
and show somewhat of what I feel
give you a hint of this Wind Chill
The hour glass moves so fast
Just before my eyes
just a second October had clear skies
now I'm in this world where winter has come
and the trees died.
Isn't it funny?
this year how I feel it's depicted me
one second happy
then one second down on my feet
This Wind Chill keeps moving
and it's moving so fast
I feel okay
most time I wish I had a warmth that'd last
Here in December
alone and far from home
I don't know where life is going
but I know it ain't leading home.
So I wish
I can cut out my eyes
bandage them up.
The Wind Chill will tell me
when the Sun has come
but I can never look up
all I feel is the darkened skies
all I taste is the gloomy winds
all I hear is this hurt lingering in a place it has always been.
This is how I'm feeling
As I climb this hill
this is how I'm feeling
colder than a Wind Chill.
©darkdayz95
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