...Chills

By SolApathy

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gZc42RRxfr0

Why you gotta be so cold
Why is your arrogance so bold
True to your nature
You took more than just a slice
A wound so deep
Out of me all hope seeps
Now I just sit here sippin’ on a drink
On the brink
Contemplating taking these pills
Cure all my ills
On the windowsill
A blue birds rests
Is this some test?
Or do you just not want me to rest
Provide just enough hope to go on
I splice memories good and bad
Trying to conjure something we never had
In the memory of a mind so old
Young in skin
Not reflected within
 

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Copyright 2022 SolApathy
Published on Monday, January 24, 2022.     Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

...Burdens of the warmth no longer known, The cold becomes my home...
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