I love the cold, it reminds me what this world really is behind the mask.
I let it overtake my body, im so use to it, its the only thing i know that isnt mystery.
Everyone is inside warm, calling out to me ...
They want to reach me, but i'm the only one who knows how far gone i am ...
Out of reach.
What i feel isnt weakness, what they feeling are.
Ill take my unwanted and useless thoughts with me through the lonely winter storm.
Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 1:37 PM UTC
I love the cold, it reminds me what this world really is behind the mask.
I let it overtake my body, im so use to it, its the only thing i know that isnt mystery.
Everyone is inside warm, calling out to me ...
They want to reach me, but i'm the only one who knows how far gone i am ...
Out of reach.
What i feel isnt weakness, what they feeling are.
Ill take my unwanted and useless thoughts with me through the lonely winter storm.