Drowning Within

The snow falling from above
powders my hair, my cheeks, my coat.
I’m about to splinter.
I despise these goddamn goodbyes
and the waves of grief that fill my stomach.
I fear a time when this world will be
black and white,
bottled and stored,
no longer a part of the whole.

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