The wind was sharp that evening,
my heart unsettled and body as cold as ice.
It felt as though my whole world
had froze, in that one minute.
My shoulders were heavy, but
oh so weak -like a piece of thread
hanging onto the end of a needle.
My heart roared like a wounded
animal. It was broken.
No glue, cello tape, adhesive
would ever work. Sweet words, love,
warmth would also go to waste.
Nothing escaped my lips and
tears fell like raindrops falling from the sky…
This is me;
my mind, heart and body,
battling it out -with my