Cold, so Cold, Within and Without.
I am cold, oh so cold, I´ m shivering
Here´s a blanket, my love, a fleece oh so warm.
No it won´t do nor more sweaters too,
I´m cold oh so cold, .You can do not a thing.
I feel cold as the ice in picture above,
I´m not ungrateful to you, my love.
Sweaters amd blankets can´t reach the depths
Of the coldness of which I speak..
I´ve tried and I´ve tried to put far behind
the door that is now closed for me.
Yet everyone tells me when one door is shut,
Another will open,...."You´ll see."
I cannot see, Im looking, I´m looking,
So hard that I feel I´ve gone mad.
No door is open,please tell me I´m wrong
Can you see a future , a new open door,
no I am left here, cold on the floor.
Would death e ´en be warmer,
Is it cold when we´re dead?
Ecclesiastes says no! chapter 9
will insist that nothing is felt see verse 5 .
So death is a comfort when I feel so cold.
Don´t tell me I hurt you with this.
It´s not my intention, but oh I´m so cold,
You cannot supply me with answer nor remedy
Though I´ve listened to all that you´ve said.
Perhaps it´s because I´m already dead.