Winter
I feel like a fish out of water
I can't breathe
I can't breathe when you touch me like that
Scars that bone deep
Bruises the color of bright flowers
Purple , blue , yellow,
Printed on me
Nobody sees it but me
I'm empty
I only ride on burnt out existence
Nobody sees it
Nobody understands it
But me
Don't you see?
You're clueless are far as I can see
Thinking this society is made for you and me
People will talk
People whisper
You can't fit into her
Her as in me
As in the one who knows how your twisted foggy mind functions
With its intrusions of manners
Stay on one thought stay with me
Don't leave me like this
I won't function like this
The marks you left me is what held me
Now I witness your black soul with bright bodily figure leave me
How deep in the cold waters I've dove in for
I can happily drown in misery
Water fill my lungs
My lips turn a beautiful blue
You knew
And yet you looked at me and smiled on the job you did so well
I'm cold
I'm dead
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