Sometimes life is harder, and sometimes it is harder to write about life..... In here are three poems, divided into chapters to organize them. All dealing with some thoughts on life.

Not an easy thing.


1. Shivers

Frigid as a board that doesn’t bend my spine against the all lies flat. Not even the fiery pain deep in the screws, the rods to my spine don’t even heat my searing back. 





How cruel this death of pain that holds me by one breath. That I should leave I will not, though inside me is frozen to the core.









Pale skin. Dry hands. Frozen bite feet. The wind haunts my body and in-fuzzes in my every vein. To coat my touch almost enough to make me numb, just no quite. 



A last for I should still feel the shivers.

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