The Cold of the Night

The night is cold. I feel the vold of the night trying to come into my heart. To make my warm heart colder then the night air. Colder then anything you can imagine. I cant see im blind. Blinded by the night and the night air. Where did the warm air go? Where did the light of day go? Why did it just go away like a fog in the night.
my eyes are blocked and my skin feel cold. i light a fire to get warm but im still cold. I thought i was strong but now i am feeling weaker then ever. Why so weak...when i was once strong Who took my strength from me? How could i let them take it all away? Will i ever be able to get it back? Will i ever be strong again or will i stay weak and grow only weaker as time goes by. Is time even moving or is it just there...is it in a never ending cycle or just a one way ticket. Can I control time or is time going to control me? Will i let it or will it just take control. Time is as strange as I am.  If only someone knew the real me. the real me who i am ment and want to me. The person that was taken from me...the person I must be and will be again to my dieing breathe. I can never be with someone unless I at least try and be who i want to be. Not who i was made to be. Only time will tell if i will be who I want to be or who who the world wants me to be. time...still time...will it ever stop...or will time go forever...time...can I understand it or control it... No i cant...i just have to stand by and see what time gives me or takes from me.