Frozen Soul
February 18, 2013
Looking at the world through misting eyes
I reach out to find empty air lying next to me,
The comfort I need is not here.
Cold sheets and a broken heart
are my only companions today.
Silence crashes over me as I
pull the covers closer.
I try to reach into the past
to find a light, a small
something to hold onto.
All I find is emptiness and
a frozen soul.
The poem I thought of when I woke up today. It’s a bit down. I think it has to do with me wanting Spring to be sprung.
Hope your Monday is a great one. 🙂
Chasing The Moonlight 
good sense of estrangement, physical, more than physical and thankfully devoid of microcosm,macrocosm comparison evident in so much poetry recently ( I’ve read)
Thanks Fred. 🙂