COLD by Angel Tenorio

cold...


I look around,
and no one's there...

I yell out loud,
but no one hears...


cold...


i smile,
but no one to smile to...

i reach out,
but no hands to hold...


cold...


in this world of darkness,
in this world of loneliness,
where no one smiles back,
and no hands to hold,
one can only be nothing but...


COLD.