I am made
In the molten flames
Of Olympus

But even now
I am stricken
With a sense of dread

Unease floods me
I could be standing
At the gates of Tartarus
And fighting Cerberus
With chopsticks

But this strong perturbation
Sticks to me
Like fog on a river meander

My skull is oozing icy crystals
Each thought heightened
And though I have never lost
I concede
To a single thought
No, an instinct:
I am prey
And there's nothing I can do.

I shiver
I am but a desolate shell
For this unbearable
Uncompromising
Frankly terrifying  
Abomination that we call
Winter

I distrust the roads
and how they fill with
Insurmountable snow
that blocks my passage
To a world of warmth and vigour

Frosted over window panes
are the bane of my existence
or what little there is
Because I'm frosted inside


no end in sight
And all I have to greet me
Is a jolly man
that on a particular night
Meets me and
Treats me
From evening to midnight

And then he leaves
and for a split second
I will miss the frost
That he befalls me
I will miss the cold icy breath that tickles my chest
and spreads deep into my lungs
Until I remember
That Spring shall keep me company
And then I shiver

Even though the sun is out
It is snowing
Don't you feel
The ever biting
Ever chilling
Ever sneezing
Ever freezing
That is happening?

Even though I feel the sun upon my skin
I shake
Trying to stay awake
From this blistering fate
that awaits
I delegate

Knowing that you shall remedy
This monstrosity
I call an abode
I was warned
oh what woes!

The sun is out
But the cold
Just
Wont
Let
Go

Our time is
Fleeting
We are no longer
In a warm
Safe haven

We are no longer
In each others
Minds

We are no longer
A whole being
But fragments of one
Held together by
Nothing

But now we conform
And veer off trajectory
Knowing that we'll never be
As comfortable as we was
in Orbit

I am content
I lie through my teeth
I am humble still

Today I am
10% unbridled energy
70% lethargy
and 20% apoplectic

Tomorrow I will be
80% lethargy
10% apoplectic
and 10% anguished

But for the future
I hope I am
50% merry
30% informed
and 20% tender

Though I do not know
What tomorrow truly brings
I hope that these predictions
Are as accurate as can be

I've swam the River Styx
It's souls for an ocean
have tried to drag me down
And fuse with my battered and bruised being
But still, I persist

I've waded through Hades Halls
With more souls
bellowing to me day and night
Goading and telling me
"How far will I go?"

I am
Restless and broken
My bones in my arms are no longer bone
but Stone
A price that was paid
But still, I carry on

Hades sees me and stops me
"Rest, rest,go no further!" They roar
I carry on
And they spit at me with distaste
"I will see you soon" they say
I dare not look upon their face

I have travelled through ages
Good and bad
My legs are now more tortoise than hare
But I see it
Just over yonder
"There it is!" I cry
And I falter

"I told you to rest" they say
And I listen
It will have to wait
For one more day...