I am so cold, I am so lonely,
In shadows deep, where silence grows.
A world once warm has turned to stone,
And in this chill, no comfort shows.
The walls are bare, the light is dim,
Each whisper haunts, each echo fades.
I reach into the empty night,
Lost in a maze that sorrow made.
If I fall, will someone see?
Or am I just a fleeting breath—
A quiet call, a silent plea,
A voice that echoes into death?
I am so cold, I am so lonely,
A heart that longs to find a home.
I don’t want to be alone,
In this place of endless stone.
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Hello, and thanks for taking the time to read this poem of mine.
I hope you are having a good night, morning, or afternoon were ever you are
from you lovely Mexican (I did not mean that in a weird way)