Another cold day alone
Snow covers the ground
Wind whistling loudly
Branches shaking on elderly trees
Limbs creaking with age and concern
Rattling with tumultuous fury
Violent and unforgiving overture of nature
Rattling and shaking not so obscure
Looking out the fragmented window
Thoughts tend to drift into the whistling wind
Thinking about the course of life and history
Also the events and things that will be
Words from the past become resurrected
Whispers back then, they seem so loud now
Memories replaying like movies
Replays of my life replaying over and over
Slowly drifting off to comfortable sleep
Dreaming my life again and away again
Thinking of the times that I had
The places that I went to
The friends that I have or had
Things were so simplistic then
Things were so much easier
Black and white photographs come to life
Looking at my life on a TV screen
Laughter that overcame the tears
Tears that came from laughter
And those tears that came from pain
Those tears that I shed all alone
Times no one was there to hold me
Those long nights being awake
No one but myself was there
Pulling through for yet another day
Days when I wanted to lose it
Days when I wanted to go insane
Days when I wanted to die alone
Only in my room by myself
No one there willing to help
All this pain that I had to bear
No one really seemed to care
Remembering how much time it took
How this was all overcame
What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
