I'm wide open.
Painfully so.
After visiting the past with trepidation, living in the present with an apathetic sigh, and seeing the future as unknowable I am raw and exposed like a wound.
I cannot reconcile damage done with present stillness and normalcy.
Waking up with a smile gives way to a black mass of tar pulling me into my own chest. Not losing sleep, but having too much.
The chill is my friend.
I generally find solace in the icy breeze as it allows me to embrace myself, preserving my inner fire.
Not today.
Today I am simply cold.
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