Beastly Nite - Ghastly Chill

The weather of Canada with a liberal dose of imagination :P
It isnt 'as bad', nevertheless, it is 'bad'
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Never thought the night would be so beastly...never thought the chill would be so ghastly

The night doesn't rise.....the night doesn't fade.....
The night is what remains...the night is all that stays...

The chill possesses the city...the buses, the taxis....
The chill possesses the house..the walls, the windows...

Close all the doors....physical and mental......Or run the risk of posession...
Into its clutches and off u spiral....On a downward trail of illness and depression...

The bed is damp, oh! the sheets are damp....The jacket is cool, oh! the socks are cold....
The heart is drowsy, the brain confuzzled...Shallow breathing and disturbed sleep.....

Blood dripping down the nose... Blood oozing outta dead skin...
It melts with the nite and gels with the chill...

And all that remains is the beastly nite and the ghastly chill !