a wind swirling emptiness
where once ther was life
now only distress........struggle and strife

a cold place made cooler
by memories of warmth
memories of touching, and loving during the storms

nothing left around..
black....dark cold
the vibrance of youth fading........feeling alone and old

a cold wind blowing
where once had a soul
been ripped away by the fates to leave me unwhole

GODS do I hope to have it return
the promise of love
for which I yearn

cold and empty everywhere I turn
like the depths of space
or the inside of an urn

Death comes to early
to those who live for it
has it tackled me earling?? should I even try to destroy it??

its cool embrace surrounds me........
don't think I should struggle
don't really want it
But what choice do I have?????????????
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