Sleeping in a Cold Room

Since you went again, I’ve been at the edge of my seat,

Talk about biting your tongue on words I’d rather eat.

 A gust of wind; powerful and quick,

Just as I was beginning to breathe again, I felt the air getting thick.

 Left to pick up the pieces of a mess you made once before,

Next time I’ll know better to lock my door.

 The draft came through the seal that couldn’t quite hold,

I began to drift off again but suddenly awoke from the air so cold.

Tossing and turning, with one thing left to do,

But I turned over as I closed my eyes

Just to bare the cold for another night or two.



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