In Disguise But Real

I felt a cold presence within me, one that enters at will and does not allow for correction.

The true frigid numbness of tears, tears frozen and standing in wait.

A cloud will rain down emptiness, swallowing any pain.

I felt a frosty air swarm within me, swells inside to cover any thoughts of mourning.

I have no control of this tingling wall that is sometimes seen through.

On the other side, I know there is free-feeling grief that wages a war.

With the coldness holding back tears, raging over the healing, I fear for a day that the ice melts fast and drown.

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