The Cold

Ever feel like you're drowning
Gasping for air in a panic for your own life
The relief you need is just beyond your reach

You can feel the surface break as your fingers
Brush the open air
But your desperate grasp is met with
Nothing but the
Nothing but the cold
You've already begun to accept this as your home
As your home, you've begun to accept it

The chance at life grows dimmer and dimmer
The water all around you grows colder
You kick and scream but there is no one
Within your reach

As the desperate cry for help
Departs from your lips
The water, heavier now
Pours into your screaming mouth

Sound is lost in silence

You can feel the surface break as your fingers
Brush the open air
But your desperate grasp is met with
Nothing but the
Nothing but the cold
But you've already begun to accept this as your home
As your home



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Peladeau
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