The Winter Inside
22 February, 2000
Author: Sebastian Garcia
It just slips away,
Like the sand in my hand.
Fading into oblivion,
forgotten hopes.
Day after day,
I have a new misconception,
that bring me to my knees.
Don't you see how sick I am.
I can't stop this cold I feel.
I start to feel the nighttime,
and the storm begins to embrace me.
I feel again this winter inside
I could wait for a 1000 years,
in eternal serenity.
But everything inside me,
grows colder.
And every time,
I try to watch someone else's sky,
I feel that a part of me has died.
Can't you see (that),
all I long for,
is to have you with me.
Please understand (that),
I cry every night.
Eclipsing my heart,
while I regret,
I dream time
------- Author's Notes -------
This I wrote in a very depressed day... I still don't know exactly to whom I wrote it, yet every time I read it I find a new meaning to it. I think, in a more general view, that everybody, at a certain point of their lives has a different winter inside, and this was or maybe is mine... |
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