Cold creeps in and I start to feel

Each bone of each of my fingers

Darkness like a cloak on my shoulders

Silence almost close enough to touch

I play my part

Footsteps echo in the corridor

In the dust is left a trail

The light pale but not the mind

I play my part

Not once will I ask for more

Not once will I ask for less

Belittle the hardness of others

Glorify the part of mine

I play my part

The cold not better than the warm

The light as welcome as the dark

The sour as sweet as delight

I play my part