Looking out the window,
The melancholy snow stops all.
The once bright city
desolated
left to die
smothered by the bitter cold
I crave the warmth
of a companion
someone to hold me.
It's never felt so cold
Remaining inside
Dec 24, 2015
Dec 24, 2015 at 7:43 PM UTC
Looking out the window,
The melancholy snow stops all.
The once bright city
desolated
left to die
smothered by the bitter cold
I crave the warmth
of a companion
someone to hold me.
It's never felt so cold
Remaining inside
