#negitve

Sometimes I wonder, Wonder if this is all

Real.

It's hard to tell these days, When all your mind does

Is play tricks on you.

Sometimes my mind calls in sick.

Leaving a substitute

who has no idea what to do.

Leaving me to wander about In the dark snowy forest

that Is my mind.

No map.

Just cold tall trees,That tower over me Covered in

white.

Sometimes I swear they are Never ending.

Silent and empty.

I never seem to get Warm enough. I'm

Always so cold.

The snow, always knee deep.

Laid neatly on the ground.

Sometimes it's so blinding and cold , It's almost

impossible to ingnore.

The sky a swirling mix of

Grey and black.

It's always moving, ever so slightly.

Sometimes it's hard to tell if it's even

Moving at all.

The wind rapidly blowing massive Snow flakes in all

directions.

Sometimes the snow flakes take

Brakes.

But the wind never stops.

I can never see very far in front of me, And the foot

prints behind me always

Disappear.

Being snowed in.

Leaving me to not remember where I have already been.

I think I'm just walking in circles.

But I'm not quite sure, I can never remember.

Sometimes I just want to bary myself

Beneath the snow.

And never leave and become apart of This dark

snowy forest

Of my mind.

But I always somehow come a cross

This river that is untouched by this Cold and

darkness.

It's warm ,bright and so beautiful.

But sometimes it gets close, and

Starts to become frozen around the edges.

Then I run

Run away afraid that it's me that's ruining it.

Then I continue wondering.

Not sure of were I'm going.

Just cold.

I never seem to be dressed right.

Always dressed for warm weather.

As if by dressing like that will convince me That I'm

warm and not freezing.

It never works.

But I continue in hopes maybe I'll find The river again

to warm me a bit.

But it's quite tiring.

I never seem to get a break.

I'm always walking through the snow.

Practically blind.

Sometimes I wonder, Wonder if this is all

Fake.

It's hard to tell these days, When all your mind does