The Essence Of Who I Am

The rain usually washes my pain away

Like a car window with a gas station squeegee

But this time it snowed

It hadn’t snowed in over two decades

Snow on the beach like the Taylor Swift song

I’m not sure how to respond

So i’m despondent

My grief frozen in place

A snowflake lands on my sweater

My sorrow melts away for a moment

I miss the rain because it blends so well with my tears

Now they are frozen to my face

I go numb

The dysphoria is unsettling

I want to go home

But I don’t know where home is

M.A.P

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