The land around me grows cold and <br />frigid. All who try and approach <br />are pushed away by the winds and <br />sharp edges of the land around me. <br />Anyone manage to make past the <br />bitter winds and jagged shores make <br />their way toward where I stand. <br />Along their path they are met with <br />nothing but harsh snow and dropping <br />tempetures. No matter how bad I <br />would like her to come closer I <br />can't stop the harsh weather. I <br />can't control it no matter what <br />I do. Please bring me the warming <br />feel of the sun. Help me escape from <br />this bitter land. Stay strong a <br />little longer and it shall surrender <br />to you. Don't turn back now your <br />so close. Just stand the bitterness <br />for a few more feet and you make it <br />to me. Save me from my bitterness <br />save me from this cold refuge deep <br />within my heart. Without you <br />I shall remain here for eternity. <br />I shall remain....<br /><br />Jacob Adams<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/land-of-bitterness/
