the chill
it…
it is trying to consume me
this time
it’s different
only the chill of the air
when in the past
it was something more
something empty
a feeling
that i know
yet i have somewhat let of
i only keep it to remember
to see where i’ve been
to show me where to go
the guidance of experience
the truth found in
struggle, pain, duress
all pointing
to the light
as if they
were light itself