Five Months

The night creeps through my bones with a winter's chill, sending shivers down my spineLike cold hands across my skinFive months have passed and taken with them every sense of warmthUntil my blood ran cold and life stood stillAnd still I hold my breath, counting the nights I've stood with my heart in handAnd still I hold my breath, counting the nights.Waiting for silence to break me down againIf only you could seeSee it in my eyes how much it meansYour touch, Your smileTo a heart that's beat has long since given out and given inThe night opens wide, swallowing every senseEmbracing me with emptinessThe hours have become irritations, and I find myself reduced to life's imitationHow can we truly say that we are aliveWhen everything I see in me is screamingHow can we truly say that we are aliveWhen everything I see in me is screaming otherwise?It's screaming otherwiseCause five months have passed and taken with them every sense of warmthUntil my blood ran cold and life stood stillThe hours have become irritations, and I find myself reduced to life's imitation