Its Cold Out There

courteously of pexels.com
courteously of pexels.com

As I look up into the winter sky

All I see is darkness

It feels like I’m peering into the abyss

And I wonder is it where all hopes and dreams go

Just floating around in the universe

Is there some way to get them back

Maybe I can reach my hands up and try to capture them

I seem to have lost my happiness too

Living for me is like playing the lottery everyday

You keep playing hoping the odds will one day come in your favour

But each day another loser

Surviving in this world is like being in a deep grave

Every mistake throws another shovelful of dirt in the hole

Pretty soon there is so much dirt that you can’t get out

Then one dies a slow death

The unsettling thing of it all is that I am the one holding the shovel

But I must keep trying to get out

I must go into the abyss and find my hopes and dreams

But looking into the sky all I see is darkness

That puts fear in me

Because I know it is cold out there