the coldness on top of your fingers

it bites you

as does the cold of this season

it bites me

it reaches in

and takes it

my warmth

gone

your rest is restless

and your livelihood is hiding

you wonder when this terse time will pass

its taking so long

it eases up and suddenly its gone

will it be missed

will it be sacred

is it the last easy time or the last hard time

i could never know

the future is untold

i want to unfold

the folds on my blindfold

and reveal

what is coming to me

will it sneak up hastily

or will i feel it seeping into my soul

focus on the present

but the present is already gone

the thing thats inside

its embedded

woven

sealed

like a broken heart

its one string with two ends

like a broken heart

once fixed with surgery

the damage left

is there to stay

will i be loved forever

will he pull the lever

what you did is okay and it defines you

even if im not the definition he wants

our words are forever synonyms

Standing on my hollow pedestal

I feel the thinness underneath me

I endure pain as i brace myself

For a fall that will never come

anticipating my wrongs to prove myself right

you hate yourself

but you love yourself

take my skin, my organs, my bones

leave me be

let me allow myself to radiate in the air

let my spirit thrive.