Warmth of a Snowflake

Nothingbetter

Warmth of a Snowflake

The sun eludes me this day,
Instead I see a giant snowflake in the sky,
Waiting for it to rain down on me in a winter storm,
Yet it’s summer here, and that’s not the norm.
I reach up to touch the drizzle,
But the heat is high, and I feel the sizzle,
Of the warmth on my skin,
But it’s so misleading,
It’s so cold inside, I can see my breathing..
I lie here still, soaking up the rays,
Shivering inside, dreading the days,
Clouds in my mind, blocking the sun,
Drowning in water, with nowhere to run.
Blizzard beating consistently, as the sweat drips down,
Blistering heat, tearing down my hometown..
Building a snowman, in my childish heart,
Knowing the sun will melt it, it all falls apart..
I extend my hands, and turn them upwards,
Hoping the rain drops make a home in my palms,
But they can’t stay in sight long, no one can see,
They are alone……alone like me.

bossman3188

Nothingbetter wrote:

I lie here still, soaking up the rays,
Shivering inside, dreading the days,
Clouds in my mind, blocking the sun,
Drowning in water, with nowhere to run.
Blizzard beating consistently, as the sweat drips down,
Blistering heat, tearing down my hometown..
But they can’t stay in sight long, no one can see,
They are alone……alone like me.

Incredible.

Traver DiDiminico

indeed. such a human thing that our internal climate may remain so separate from the external. I guess you might say we are emotionally warm blooded.

Nothingbetter

Thanks for the kind replies. Yeah, it's weird how on the outside we can be baking in the heat, but inside, it's freezing.