Mardi, October 2016 The calling! What am I most afraid of? Maybe I should ask that question everyday I wake up. Even to leave the warmth of the blankets is a tough battle within everyday. Oh that call I had to make. No, maybe the morning plans I made. Sometimes time, the clock starts ticking along right after the sunlight you see. I am worried about all the things, the tricks that the mind plays on me. What I call life revolves around in boxes of little place we call homes is what I see. The walls that we put up. Even stronger are the ones burried deep within. Oh it is a daily battle you see. The winter is coming. Fight the cold, fight the world you see, What makes me call others once I step out, That wall which defines, Earth is there only when I need my vacation can you believe? Love is only there when I am longing don’t you seek? What I find is the loneliness I climb, Trust me what I speak, Just the warmth I seek, Only you see, Cold cold t...