Cold

This Cold Moon blaring high in the sky, rain pouring ever so Cold over my body. I watch with tear-flooded eyes as the Fire rages on through the night. Home, this Home of mine forever gone, all I’ve known, all I’ve loved, gone. This Familiar hand grasps my shoulder, comforting a now lonely soul, I’m wrapped in darkness once more, and we’re gone. One thought floods this broken mind, fills the shattered void; the Cold, oh the Cold.