I pull my coat closer
Bundled up for heat
The wind howls
As the snow flies
And I think of you
How your words
Have turned cold too
Distant and few
Honestly I feel alone
Even when I’m with you
So I trudge through
growing piles of snow
In no rush to go home
Enjoying a little of true solitude
Before you make me feel invisible
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – bundle
You and me
Have been together
For many years
But what we have
I would not classify as love
We have mutual respect
But few things in common
Some days are eerily quiet
When words are hard to find
And physically distant
Is a kind way to say
Where we are at
No romance
No lust
Very little communication
I would not classify this as love
We have become roommates
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – classify
He held my hand and gave me hope
Then he showed his true colors
Little by little his cynical side began to show
He distrusted everyone, including me
He began to think I had other things in mind
And he put a lot of space between us
I greatly missed the friend I had
And asked him why so distant
His answer was more distance
And I became all alone again
**
One day he stopped to see me
And gave me what he’d borrowed
I felt like this was the final goodbye for some reason
He stood there at a distance and softly said goodbye
I fought back tears and desperately wanted a hug
But he turned around and walked out the door.
And I never saw that cynical man again.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – cynical
The look in her eyes is far away
It is a look beyond distant.
She is lost in her own prison –
Her body shutting down
And her mind turning against her.
She sees a stranger in the mirror
And can’t remember family and friends
Habits she had for years
Are impossible tasks to complete.
She can’t be alone;
She needs supervision
For her own safety.
…
One night she slips away
To walk in the cold;
Looking for something
Or maybe someone
Only to find that
her blood cools,
her heart slows
…and she is finally free.
