Cold Winter

I step outside from this torture nest.
with sinned walls, bad memories, a place I've lived all my life.
I can feel the cold of winter instantly
It sends goosebumps up my arms, stock in my heart like I never
been cold before.
I look up, the sky is not blue anymore.
The grey clouds make this town look dead
I just smile.
The cold breeze feels good on my face
I can breathe better again.
The cold goes into my system, down into my soul.
Helps me feel, helps me control.
What I never thought can be.
selfish, demented me..
My conscience, guilt, overwhelming
My sadness, anger, dying..
This cold winter I'll thank its finally here
I cant live another year.