Thaw
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I’d forgotten what warmth tasted like,
How it left me full and feeling human Letting a season of kindness wash over me Like a mouthful of my mother’s sweet and sour soup Clearing up the heaviness in my chest after catching a cold Letting a season of rebirth present me with half a ginger shot, To let it wake me up in the morning And have some part of me scream Maybe it’s not so bad to be alive Reminding me of my body with a fiery rush of adrenaline Straight from the heart and sinking slowly into my bones The sun, Like a master key to the lock on freedom, Shows me some warmth We can get better This is how we start getting better |