The anger leaves my body
This feeling is soft
My eyes ***** up and my chest tightens
The base of my throat collapses in on itself
My head is my cave and the blizzard is malicious
Bits of snow fly in and taunt the flames on my fire
Behind my eyes there is water, laughter and a warm hand in mine
The snow moves through the fire and melts
Drops of water dry on the logs
I hope the blizzard stops