TH (5-24-83 / MO)

Cold

the cold brezze seeps in
ask me to stay
i repliy that i can not
i must be on my way
it wraps around me
wont let breath
i try to run
but i can not leave
i ask why me
it laughs
and brings me to me knees
frozen to the floor
lost in a moment
i can not move anymore
try to think of a warm place
any where but here
just some where safe
the cold knows
stops me before i can hide
says open up
let me inside
im at its grasp now
no point to put up a fight
everything around me
is fading out of sight
the cold has won
i have lost
if you let the cold in
it will win at all cost

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This was an excellent poem, Thank you for posting