Somewhere Cold
Written By: C. N. Young
Blood as cold as ice.
Many pieces of broken glass scattered about.
Broken boards lie ahead.
Rats and mice scurry about.
Cries arent heard.
Once here and never to leave.
Once hidden never found.
Alone and cold.
Skin cut and bruised.
Mind manipulated and confused.
A game played and a game lost.
Thoughts of tomorrow never revealing or promising.
But yesterdays play continuously in mind,
Constant reminders of where things seem to go wrong.
Blood as cold as ice.
Somewhere, where the heart become lost.
A place where one is lost, that is cold and alone or lost its way.
Somewhere Cold!!!!
© C. N. Young 2003
