Friday, August 11, 2017

Frigid

The happiness fading within me
The darkness is winning again

I'm tired of being strong
It's cold here and I'm alone

I can feel my hands shaking
My fingers, cold as ice

All the warmth has left me
Shivering, I'm trying to hold on


I struggle to breath
I struggle to sleep
I struggle to be

Your words, a whisper
Your touch, miles away

What's keeping me here?
What am I fighting for?

This life has left me damaged and bruised
Slowly I'm drowning...



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