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The Cold Place

A poem about the worst days.

By Jason MortonPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read

A jump into the darkness of night

Landing beneath a cold and lonely rain

Hearts harkening for a fight

Something to dull the ache of such deeply cut pain

Tears, reminders of what's been lost

And deep and gut-wrenching fear abounds

Never knowing what such reckless abandon might cost

Cold sweats and your screams in the nightmares of sobbing sounds

Blinders on for far too long

Free now to see what's in your track

Trapped in life's painful ballad song

Constantly fighting the urges to look back

Could you do anything now one might ask

Questions about it being worth it to try

One foot moving slowly forward

The other anchored to that place you felt part of you die

A strange warmth for such a horrid cold place

Icy grip it holds, an unbreakable force

Spinning and lost in your own space

Another day comes of course

No light after you jump into such dark

No beauty, no touch, no grips on your hand saving you

Accepting change is the hardest part

Into the void you went, now what can you do

sad poetry

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Jason Morton

From fiction to reality there’s tons to share about this crazy life. From being a single father, an officer, and having had many insane adventures while I learned about the world, my imagination runs wild with ideas.

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    Written by Jason Morton