WINTER

Cold moments,
When I stare off in space,
Chilly winds,
That sting me in the face.
Icy words,
Uttered without a thought.
Bite me,
Bring tears I had fought.

Shivering in the cold,
Attracted by the warmth,
Here it was,
But now it’s gone.

But was it ever
Here or never?

Hopeful hands halt,
The smile dies.
With a heavy heart,
I return, from lies.
Further convinced,
Of the feeling that grows,
“It’s a mirage you behold.”
“All that glitters isn’t gold.”

Reprimand oneself,
For the sense I lack,
But what is the viciousness?
That drives me back?

In the darkest of misery,
Stubbornly I hope,
Unreasonable expectations,
Mercy! I know, I know.