cold

[Poet x]

There is a bitter chill outside my window,
Outside my window looking in
Just a stones’ throw from my consciousness,
In provision for my end

I shiver in a corner,
My only blanket is my doubt,
Fear coincides in the shadows,
With truth, I let it out

Watch me shake, shudder and wail,
At the lack of my ambition
Like a silent pictures dialogue,
I am stifled, no religion

No preparation for my fate,
In the deepest corner of my mind,
I lay flaccid as I wait,
In dire need for much more time

The resolution seems so simple,
Just so simple in onlookers eyes
Solidify ones faith,
A higher being, you’ll be fine

But what if I’m not fine?
Told to place faith in a god unfelt,
One unseen and one unheard,
To the wiles of a broken spirit

I stay here patient, and scared
Shivering in the cold
Watching eyes outside my chilling window pane,
Looking in on me

Totally devoid of hope

[Domain]

Good.

I liked it. Only thing of concern (because of my specific predilections) is the repetitive format.

i like

[Eyeye]

not bad...

do something about that color though.

[DA-SMOOTHEST-TALKA]

I thought it was ok to be honest this poem kinda sounds suicidal to me, but other than that the word play was str8.

[RealMS]

The color/shade matches what this poem is about to me. It's faded, has that 'cold' look. My first thought after I read this was that you, or the person going through this, needs time. I always dig myself deep into doubt when it feels like something's impossible-it's kinda like testing my own will I guess, but I know I can dig myself out of it. I just need a minute, you know. Your last stanza kinda summarized what I tried to say. Keep writing man.

-Much Love

[DaJackle]

i like this, it was short and sweet, the cadence of the poem was nice, very flowy...topic wise, it was a bit abstract at some points and the easier ones to understand made comprehension much clearer for me, all in all, i enjoyed it...much love, peace