Light bleeds into dark
Like paint on a canvas
It’s cold outside
Memories break the dam
A controlled flow
It’s cold outside
My throat is tight
Like a drum waiting to be played
It’s cold outside
I can hear voices
Friends and loved ones
It’s warm inside
I always loved the cold
Because I never let the warmth in
It’s warm inside
I’m afraid
What if the door is locked?
It’s cold outside
Light spills through a crack
Should I go?
It’s warm inside
My drink is warming
My mind is cold
I pause
The Spire 