Cold Days

Wed, 01/17/2018 - 16:46 -- Mnallen

I've never been fond of

the cold days

although

i like staying in

where it's warm

and safe

but sometimes 

i need 

freedom

on the cold days

especially

I need adventure

to know

someone

will

warm me up

on those

cold days

because

on cold days

i get sad

i get emotional

i get mad

as you

remember me 

on cold days

my nose, red

my hands shaking

my lips quiver 

my face

a deep white 

almost as death

the cold days

you need to care

for me 

as you always should

but especially 

on cold days

because i remember

the bad

and I am cold

in my mind 

i cannot think

on cold days

i feel nothing

i destroy myself

on cold days

I break

on those days

that's when

i need 

the adventure

the safetry

the love

i never got

on those 

cold days

before

with him

in disaster

it got worse 

on those

cold days

because

he destroyed

the warmth

on those 

broken, and 

heartaching

deadly 

cold days...

This poem is about: 
Me

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