Tink! Tink! Tink!
The windows rattle.
Frozen pellets fall from the sky.
The stormy dance of nature begins.
Like an arrow.
They fall on the ground.
Pinging and pelting
They crash down upon the ground.
The temperature falls.
As my toes freeze.
A blanket is what I need.
With a hot chocolate - Its worth it.
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If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
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A blanket is all we need! Thanks for sharing Stari.
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Count me in with the hot chocolate too! Loved your poem!
I'm in with the hot chocolate!