Cold Soul

A cold face with lonely eyes, a forgotten soul. A person lost in the world, without hope... With a dark depression that makes a human colorless and lifeless. The wind whispers away the silent screams locked inside this person. The rain hides away the tears that fall from these eyes, my eyes. The gray clouds hide me away from the world, easing my cold soul, leaving me alone in sadness.

Writing between 2006-2009