Poetry (words)

Never cold

I walked on the shoreline today. I felt the salt on my skin, I felt the cold wind cut right to my core. I felt alive. 

I dissected the remnants, the shards of what I’ve been left with and I felt the ache in my soul. 

Thankfully I have blank sheets of paper and feelings I’ll never be afraid to write down. 

Numb for a while, but never cold. Never that. 


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