I have shouted in to the void
Words that carry venom
that can **** me in seconds

Words that swirl and swirl
into flattery and mockery
And the void says nothing

Words that strip me bare
My lungs raw
The void flickers for but a moment
But still says nothing I want to hear

I continue to shout
I am wheezing,
fiending for an answer and outcome
I know will never exist

And yet, I persist
For I know these words I've shouted
will make sense
To you
hearing this

You are
Unfamiliar
Yet sinister

I am
Highly strung
Because of your mysterious vapours

You are
Bliss
Yet Terror

I am
Uncertain
and stray further

You are
A white-winged Angel
Yet with a hacksaw for a halo

I am
A Mortal
With a dire soul

You are
Used to these words
Yet you relish in them

I am
New to this tongue
And fumble Wordlessly

You and I are
Nothing Yet everything
In this peculiar territory.

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

take it one song at a time.

-D.L.

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

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