Small World
And the cold
comes again
And sometimes
it is forever
winter
And sun
or no sun
you can't warm
your bones
and you can't change
your past
your present
or even
your future
Sometimes
you can't change
your life
You live it
You lived it
And sometimes
though you've managed
before
you don't survive
the avalanche
dressed up as hope
and worry
and joy
and destruction
the final layer
of ice and snow
And you close
your eyes
And it's done
<Deleted User> (13516)
Wed 4th Mar 2015 19:41
The world of depression summed up so well poetically x