The Cold Truth

Today I stepped outside

And the wind was cold

So cold that it became the truth.

I saw it so clearly, through the ice that caked my eyes

 

The plan was failing, built on a lying foundation

What was all was nothing.

And words that surrounded me from the beginning

Showed me their true colors;

Loyal to the end.

 

A pseudo-dream of logic fell

Crumpled to the earth, frozen

And my loyal words freed me from the freezing wreckage.

 

All this I saw

Through the bitter winter wind

That was all the clearer for stealing the heat from my bones.

Reviews

[Cheryl J. Turner]

I never quote people when reviewing but I am compelled to quote you...
"Today I stepped outside
And the wind was cold
So cold that it became the truth"
These lines make this piece amazing. Well done!

[Emily B]

sometimes there's nothing truer than the bitter wind