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Emotions from You


I am walking down the middle of the road;

I see it.

Right in front of me, making everything as plain as day.

I start for it, but nothing.

Start running.

Nothing.

Stuck.

The icy air pierces my lungs, panting clouds in front of my face.

I am looking at it; so close to my reach.

Staggering, then falling to my knees.

Why!

It hurts; I can feel deep in my chest cutting straight down.

 

Before I know it, you are there, standing over me.

Hand on my shoulder you come to my level, wiping my lone tear.

You say everyting will be okay yet I have feelings of explosive green and orange.

It is right, just not right now.

The cold continues as though it does not exhist to you.

I look at you and you at me, we sit there in Silence.

Feelings of purple mist.

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