When it gets harder,
and your skin gets coldermaybe abit numb from all the
shattering you had to endure,
the wreckage you had to take in...
when your skin gets a little pale,
slightly devoid of warmth...
with a coziness the world
heartbreakingly failed to give,
I'd be here... closer, warmer...
breaking through the frozen
aspects of the fierce frost
that shadows your softness.
I'll be here to remind you
how much the living world
is unable to hold your rawness,
your earnest authenticity and
your impeccable immensity that
collectively reside within you.
How it's never easily understood,
no matter how hard the world tries.
– Fadhila M.
