..Cold..

The wind piercing cold,
teeth chattering away,
I try to focus on,
my journey home.

Every shadow a secret,
every noise alarming me,
but the moving world,
a confusion.

Trying to hold on,
a huddle of warmth,
even a candle burns,
but the heat unnerves.

I reached my home,
a place so dark,
even the walls are deaf,
Cos I have cried aloud.

Now the secret is out,
even they know it,
  it's my biggest fear,
of being lonely.