One hundred
A powerful number...

The cold is outside
The world is frozen...

The darkness is creeping
I can feel it seeping...

Cold winters night
Laying in bed...

My eyes are open.
It's no longer darkness for...

I see you swimming,
In the pond as I'm reading...

Alone in the darkened room
The house goes silent...

I like cups of tea
Coffee can be disgusting...

It is cold outside
It's raining fairly heavy...

Last night I couldn't sleep at all
For there was a huge storm...

Spiralling downwards
my life is falling apart...

These last few weeks I’ve seen you there
Sometimes just a shadow; sometimes clear as day...