Spitting snow on a frigid winter night
The moon, my only source of light.
I was lost and beginning to go numb
Voices in my head, where were they coming from?
“Are you freezing? Are you cold?”
I was beginning to shiver,
Beginning to fold.
“Close your eyes, I sense your pain.”
Suddenly the snow turned to rain.
Never give up, you never know when positive change is coming!