They lied to me.
They told me the embers were still hot,
Hot enough to rekindle the flame that was once
burning brightly.
I am watching it wither,
Not even a tendril of smoke
to signal hope.
I so desperately want to be warm.
Mar 9
Mar 9, 2026 at 5:10 PM UTC
They lied to me.
They told me the embers were still hot,
Hot enough to rekindle the flame that was once
burning brightly.
I am watching it wither,
Not even a tendril of smoke
to signal hope.
I so desperately want to be warm.