Time Change

These cold nights
often feel like forever
with the wind whistling through
the empty corners of my heart
and moaning over
the abyss of my soul

These dark winter nights
sometimes feel like torture
as the distant starlight
tempts me to believe
that somewhere, shining in the distance
there is something different

These hands of mine
sometimes feel
like they are already dead
cold, bloated, and broken
and I just haven’t
realized it yet.