Left In The Cold Poem by Nick Hilton

I can only feel my throbbing heart,
And under the shades of night,
My eyes are wetting with sorrow,
After all the rapture and the pride,
I'm alone again without you,
My mind is icy with shock,
My mouth numb and dry,
I am desperste for some solstice,
That will carry me through,
My next wakeing moments on this world,
And they say the heart is true,
Well it is blind to me,
And will not even speak to lie,
Drawn towards perfection,
Passionless though it was,
And i am meek to surrender,
But the frosty words hsve cut,
My feeble shattered heart,
And i can only stand and stare,
For want of something beautiful,
And though my mind resorts to negligence,
And though my memory obscure your vision,
Mine eyes have seen you,
Lost as i was and hopeless,
I can never draw you near again,
For i am deserted,
Stolen to complacency,
And all torments of the flesh,
I have been,
Left in the cold.