I stand in the middle of winter, looking out at the snow, i wonder if i should stay or go. If i should leave fore the one the doesn't like me, So. I am alone. Spring is yet far. fore one reminds me of another gone. I can not speak of what is within. by lyn s. feb 2015
this is how I'm feeling today due to a dispute with a family member. poem was written a while ago, but it really fits today.