Monday, September 15, 2014

Too Cold

She stands with a sad finality
as if she were dying
inside
broken

So gone
stumbling
as if the intoxication of loneliness
swirls around her

Drowning
falling
wishing for one day
of numb emotion

Her veins run cold
ice dripping from wounds
engulfing her body
inside and out

HLM
9.15.14