There's a cold void in this space,
The one that I call life.
I feel the slow shallow breathing'
Of a thing that pulls all happiness away.
I sense the feelings slowing,
Yes they're comming to a halt.
The light and warmth are fading,
Receding into night.
I glimpse a shadows' movement.
In the corner out of sight.
Yes the corner of my mind.
Yes the corner of my minds' eye
Do you think it's something.
Other than,
Something, maybe part of me?
Or is it,
Something from the nether world?
That found a crawl space in my mind.
Lurking in the darkness.
Yet finding it's way into the light.
The one inside of me, another part of life.
I thing it's not so much a thing.
Not even,a creature of creation.
I think that it's a revenant.
One that didn't really want to go.
No,not into the light.
Now it's lurking in the shadows.
It's hiding in the corners.
Seeking things familiar;
To it's faded, wasted life.
I don't believe it realizes that,
It's time has come and gone.
Now it's lurking in the darkness;
It's longing to carry on.
A life no longer familiar,
To the one it left behind.
I think it must not have known,
Any warmth or human kindness;
When it was alive.
In the past that's now behind.
Maybe it passed in mid December.
Why else would this chilling cold linger?
The one that it brings with it,
That chills me to the bone?
Maybe I'm familiar to it.
Maybe I'm just sensitive.
Maybe just in tune,
To this thing;
Or this darker half,
Part or past life.
I would not worry,
Or even wonder.
I would not mind at all.
If only it would leave,
The coldness on the other-side.
