River of Trouble (narc0leptiac) wrote in cryptic_minds,
River of Trouble

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Noticed the new community after browsing through Adria's entries.... so....

The quiet nature of the cold..
ravaging the smooth texture of your skin.
Bitterness flushing your cheeks..
tucking your face behind the comfort of linen.

Trudging your way through the silence..
the beat of your heart slowly dying.
But reaches a slow beat instead of letting go..
your own persistence, your own ignorance,
for yourself is to who you are lying.

An occasional string of warmth passes you by..
bringing you from your depths, making you smile.
A cringe, a twitch, a momentary pause of realization..
making that confusion another passing note,
leaving you to walk alone for yet another mile.

Minutes, hours, days pass by..
the dwindling time slapping you in the face.
Making all the efforts you've made meaningless..
the complication of life binding a tight web,
thoughts of survival no longer the case.

Striving in the depths of ice,
skin rough, a darkened shade of blue.
Wishing that something in your journey would go right..
something different, something painless,
something.. new.

Too hurt to move on..
too scared to pass on.
Suspended animation of being cold..
fear of being alone increasing daily,

Yearning the warmth of another..
spinning yourself in the fine strands of deceit.
Others striding past in moments of chatter..
not realizing what this one lives with,
an unnamed feat.

The coldest days of your journey..
never occuring during winter ice.
Always appearing during the warmth of spring,
the beginning days of life.

Couples walking close, the holding of hands..
kissing, picnicking under the shade of trees.
You simply stand there and watch..
the solitude growing again,
the failing of knees.

Crumpling to the ground in the dread of memory..
rememberence of when you were that way.
Tucking your face behind that jacket like before..
your life going cold again, even in the month of May.
Knowing that nothing in your life will ever change..
being alone will always hold true,
every single day.

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