In this hurricane nothing seems clear

my path taken from under my feet

I’m left standing here

Fear is something I’m accustomed to

but I never let her in

she’s made her home here now

forever, together in this sin

I’m stuck in this fight now

between you and me,

you stole my calmness, mind, and soul

more importantly, my sanity

In this cold where I stand

in the light of the moon

my breathe is dancing on the wind

I can still feel your presence linger

here dangling in front of me

in the dead of the night

here I stand, two feet on the ground

waiting anxiously

 left with flooding memories of you

Love This

Lines For Winter by Mark Strand

Tell yourself
as it gets cold and gray falls from the air
that you will go on
walking, hearing
the same tune no matter where
you find yourself --
inside the dome of dark
or under the cracking white
of the moon's gaze in a valley of snow.
Tonight as it gets cold
tell yourself
what you know which is nothing
but the tune your bones play
as you keep going. And you will be able
for once to lie down under the small fire
of winter stars.
And if it happens that you cannot
go on or turn back and you find yourself
where you will be at the end,
tell yourself
in that final flowing of cold through your limbs
that you love what you are.