winter summer

the coldest summer ive ever seen
and that includes
when the mother
abandoned me

the isolating winds
the silence of the hearts
seems like the cold
spreads more than warmth

her thoughts yell
for some type of help
her quietest tears
plead for someones heart

the sun creates moisture
where her wilting faith lies
she clutches to her coat
of rebellion and maturity

yet she still shivers
the world seems to be deaf
as long as the outside isn't bleeding
her faith succumbs to death

her lungs are striped
she realizes her voice will never be heard
even in summer
the winters touch presses on

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