Coldest Season

It was how I felt.
Outside winds so cold
Clouds taking the days light
Life's dying in the seasons fall.

As this gasoline slowly drips...
From an old car's engine...
My depression worst after thoughts of death...

I sit in the puddle of gasoline...
Tears forming in my eyes...
My skin numbs, as the temperature drops...
I grab a lighter...

As the gasoline spreads...
I cry until I can't cry anymore...
Then I lie down, then the ground gets warmer...

As I turn on the lighter...
Fire spreads among the gasoline...
I slowly start to burn...

Then I turn to ashes...
Then forever, be no more...
As my ashes move on forever...
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Published: 12/2/2010
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