Static

 I have never 

Had a winter

So surrounded

By death

I should be 

Thankful 

For each 

And every 

Fucking

Breath 

Still

I’m frozen

In memories 

Of the past

Afraid to hold on

To anything too

Tightly 

As the waves of grief 

Ebb and flow

I feel tied

To an anchor

Unable to 

Let go.

💫Amber Comber