For Now I Am Winter
I seek no shelter from the cold
I know that I am longing
To feel this bitterness of old
The wind cuts right through me
As if I am not there
To me it does not matter
I do not even care
Shall I freeze to death . . .
so be it
I would rather feel the frost
that shakes to the core
Then the promise of a warm love
that leaves me at the door
fallen to my knees
begging for relief
None comes
so
For Now I Am Winter