Under the sky
Beneath the clouds
I was sitting like a lifeless doll.
Staring at frozen crystals
resting on a tablecloth.
I felt the chillness of the scattered pills.
Sitting alone on a frosty day
With all the thoughts to and fro.
Feeling covered with the whiteness of snow.
Searching secretly for the warm in and out.
Suddenly I hear a voice
\"Your coffee is ready\".
Then I joined the warmness of my family
And I realised how it feels.