it lurks in a whisper
in the biting of cold breeze
it is tauntingly hollow
and fills me with unease

creeping, crawling, undetected
because of it's sly nature
sometimes i can make it go,
but it only comes back later

voices screaming in my head
"you're nothing" and it's true...
you'll never ever understand
because it hasn't happened to you

it will not be much longer
i soon will be at ease
but the stinging pain will persevere
in the biting of cold breeze.