Cold faces <br />Cold hands <br />Cold hearts <br /> <br />Staring, <br />But not caring <br /> <br />They ask <br />They prod <br />They dig <br />But they get nowhere <br />They never do <br /> <br />I wish I could escape <br />Escape <br />Flee from my misery <br />But I can't <br />I never can <br /> <br />The pain it follows me <br />Follows me like a ghost <br />I feel nothing <br />Nothing but pain <br /> <br />I do not want emotions <br />They get in the way <br />I will them away <br />But they never leave me for long <br /> <br />I don't want to hide no more <br />I don't want to hurt <br />I know I have no choice <br />But to conform to the ways of the cold. <br /> <br />March 24 2010 <br /> <br />Copyright Elaine Cole 2010<br /><br />Elaine Eatsbabies<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cold-94/
