The artic blast whips along the sidestreets,
hitting my face like a slap
as i brace myself against the frigid wind
the chills my face and ears
A short walk made much longer
by the weather,
making me hunch against the cold
and increase my speed
Too close to take the car
so i venture forth
prepared, or so i thought,
for winter's chilly onslaught
Leaving a room uncomfortably warm
for the streets horribly cold,
no happy medium,
no end to the tedium,
looking for ways to engage my mind
and leave the fearss and worries behind
that keep me frozen
trapped within myself
Looking out from within
and hoping to find peace...
01-23-13
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