I wrote this the other night, sometimes random shit makes me creative, and this is what came out. Enjoy!
Winter in the City
Cold comes over me in a rush.
My blood runs out of my body as I lay on the street, watching the snow fall from above
I feel my bones freezing over, and my heart slowing.
Snow flakes trickle down and hit my eyelashes, and I blink.
As I lay on the side of the street staring into the sky I say a silent prayer.
I ask God to forgive me for my sins, and I thank him for my life.
I thank him for the love Ive had and the world I have seen.
I thank him for letting me be a part of the greatest adventure in the Universe.
I say Amen.
I look around and realize that I dont hear sirens or anyone screaming for help.
I am alone, cold and dying.
Definitely not the way I imagined it growing up.
Then I start to remember things about you.
The way I hated the fact you had hard wood floors in your condo.
Because the bottom of my feet always felt dirty.
The way we used to lay in bed spooning, my nose against your spine.
The way you ran your fingertips over my chest when we would bathe together.
There was safety in that.
The smell of your lotion, soap and perfume when you would open the bathroom door after a shower.
The fact that you asked the best questions about the most unusual things.
The way your hair would cover the pillow and wake me up at night.
The way we would have sex in the morning in total silence because we were too tired to converse.
The way you loved me in one thousand different ways.
The way you loved me could fill a life with joy one hundred times over.
I dont thank God for that, I thank you for that.
And when I see God I will thank him for letting me have you.
COPYRIGHT 2005
Winter in the City
Cold comes over me in a rush.
My blood runs out of my body as I lay on the street, watching the snow fall from above
I feel my bones freezing over, and my heart slowing.
Snow flakes trickle down and hit my eyelashes, and I blink.
As I lay on the side of the street staring into the sky I say a silent prayer.
I ask God to forgive me for my sins, and I thank him for my life.
I thank him for the love Ive had and the world I have seen.
I thank him for letting me be a part of the greatest adventure in the Universe.
I say Amen.
I look around and realize that I dont hear sirens or anyone screaming for help.
I am alone, cold and dying.
Definitely not the way I imagined it growing up.
Then I start to remember things about you.
The way I hated the fact you had hard wood floors in your condo.
Because the bottom of my feet always felt dirty.
The way we used to lay in bed spooning, my nose against your spine.
The way you ran your fingertips over my chest when we would bathe together.
There was safety in that.
The smell of your lotion, soap and perfume when you would open the bathroom door after a shower.
The fact that you asked the best questions about the most unusual things.
The way your hair would cover the pillow and wake me up at night.
The way we would have sex in the morning in total silence because we were too tired to converse.
The way you loved me in one thousand different ways.
The way you loved me could fill a life with joy one hundred times over.
I dont thank God for that, I thank you for that.
And when I see God I will thank him for letting me have you.
COPYRIGHT 2005