At the moment I feel cold. By allowing myself To fully experience the bitterness, .......................................................I feel it moving through me Like the freezing rain and fog outside my window. To do otherwise, This tormented and twisted bitterness Would surely enslave .......................................................my soul. So very cold.
Our path follows us, Knowing that we were never lost, The path of no path. Is it possible to follow someone else to a place only you can go?