The Cold
My cries of woe have forthwith ceased
Forever more and ever day my heart does break
When once you put me in your sweet embrace
Something now has at last come to take your place
Let it sweep through my hair as your fingers once did
Grant it the time with me as you once had
Warrant it the ability to take away my pain as you use to
Permit it access to my thoughts as though it were you your self
How I did not even notice it's presence when you were here
How I did not know the magnificence of it's power
How I had not the knowledge of it's endearing want for I
How I was unknowing of the comfort it could bring me
Nothing matters any more
No one wishes to or wants to help me
This is no ones fault but my own
I will let no other console me no other then the cold.