66. WINTER EMOTION

Oh...how I hate the memory

of the cold winter days

and bittersweet winter nights

Those were the painful days

when my life was at its worst

when my heart bled with heartbreak

when my soul was searching for answers

when my body was wrecked with hunger

when my mind was spinning with questions

Oh...I still can't come to terms

with myself when I recall those

cruel winter days

when no one seemed to understand

and no one seemed to care

Those lonely winter nights

of wanderings lost in the dark

crying tears that cut through my face

those were the time I had wished

that death would come easy

for at that time I was a broken person

lost like a ship in a storm

like a herd without its shepherd

Those were the nights I had the skies

as my roof, the hailstones

as my teardrops, the stars were

witnesses to my desperation

Those were the lowest moments

of my life and I wanna forget

the pain, the tears, the heartache

Winter shall never be my season

For I died momentarily on one

of those cold, wet lonely nights.......

- M@t@Maya ( © 25-04-2009)