I can't feel anything
The frost dancing across my fingertips, my eyelashes, my wind-lashed hair
Silence masses my lips, I'm afraid if I speak more warmth will leave me
Can anyone hear me, I wonder, even God?
Only the storm answers my silent pleas, screaming, reverberating in my mind
Lest I freeze, someone, please warm my heart, my soul
Don't leave me here alone; it's cold
Nov 30, 2015
Nov 30, 2015 at 8:12 PM UTC
I can't feel anything
The frost dancing across my fingertips, my eyelashes, my wind-lashed hair
Silence masses my lips, I'm afraid if I speak more warmth will leave me
Can anyone hear me, I wonder, even God?
Only the storm answers my silent pleas, screaming, reverberating in my mind
Lest I freeze, someone, please warm my heart, my soul
Don't leave me here alone; it's cold
