Freezing Rain/Snow

(a-ron)

Drift up through the rain

To the place of snow

Life sometimes seems to drain

The thoughts that I know

I can’t complain, though.

Drift up freezing the rain

Blowing down freezing snow

Freezing nerves in my brain

Turning me into kneaded dough

I won’t complain, though.

I’ll just lie here and bleed,

In the freezing rain/snow.

Maybe it’s just the rain

Or consequence of snow

But it’s desperation I feign

To feed on people slow

I ain’t complainin’, though.