RUNNING AWAY FROM ME.....
Running away from me. Coldness comes in the rarest of form. It eases itself with me making its home. Where ever I go. An icy windstorm cuddles me like a blanket, Its hugging me close around my ribs. It clothes my feet like shoes fitting my feet just so. Black and angry clouds shake ever so loudly, telling me to faithfully watch the sky its demanding my attention. I dance to a rain lit tune. I howl to a full glowing moon. I learn to live with cactus spiked affliction. Come party with me. Misery... Sign in to see full entry.