Frozen
Freezing in Fahrenheit cold chamber of steel
Everything must be numb because nothing I feel
Vapors in ice misted eyes icicles always sting
Within this frozen world nothing looks promising
So I freeze...I freeze...
Frozen here in my misery
Shivering skins of callousness Fahrenheit is so cool
Staring from beneath the ice of this frozen cess-pool
Body temperature sliding, I think that I am dying
Will death finally freeze away all of her lying
So I freeze...I freeze...
Frozen here in my cemetary
bmdavey@04/26/18
Copyright © Brian Davey | Year Posted 2018
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