I no longer have this fear, the one that I so often had. The coldness has miraculously departed, somehow. Every time I travel, near or far, I get this feeling of anxiety of getting lost or missing my stop (on a bus or a train). It was like a hand that has a hold on […]
This old enemy of mine Has returned with the wickest smile. Barging into the land of life With no remose but coldness. Your love is no longer there To supress and diminish it. Nothing but independence from your warmth Is the only survival.