You came in like a cold day in July

My bare skin now ice

The cracks running down my chest

Breaking apart

 

I was a sparrow on the storm front

Did I ever stand a chance

Broken and battered wings

I’m falling

 

I was unprepared for how you hit me

Now you leave me behind

I’m lying on the ground

Bleeding

 

But again I will rise

And fly through the stormy air

For now

The earth warms beneath my fingers