Staring Into the Window

[EternalMothra]

A rather sad poem by me:

The cold is so frigid
As I stand in the blowing ice
Staring into the window,
Gazing into everybody else’s life….
I want to help,
I want to be worth something
Trapped I am out in this cold
Without any protection from the icy death…
I see smiles, happiness and joy
As I gaze into that window,
I try to smile as well----
My figure is not seen at all
I have been forgotten
My only connection is the window,
In which I stare through day and night
Hoping that I’ll find refuge
Find the warmth that I’ve dreamed of,
Unfortunately, the cold bite defeats me
Leaving me forgotten and helpless,
Dying in the building snow and ice,
Underneath the window into which I gazed
The joyful dream I could never live….