Coldness
The
sadness climbs this is no practice run
Its life
in reality but can feel like you’re a nun
Happiness
is out of reach in a universe of one
Cold cell
is your existence when the day’s done
Many
surround but their smiles are a cold star
Twinkling
with beauty and attracting from afar
But no
meaning and without emotions touch
If you
reach out they shrink back and crouch
This
crisis is a cold grip that now grabs your back
Contorted
face in the mirror reflects shuddering attack
Solidifying
realization you’re alone in this future zone
Tears of
ice are not far behind in a panic you begin to atone
Alas this
is confusion for unearned guilt is cold reason
It’s you
or them in the sacrificial position
But they’re
you’re mind’s foe know as alter ego
In this coldness
of a frozen soul it’s you that must let go
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