Running Cold

She’d been told she used to be a lot of things.

There was a fire in her that everyone wanted to thaw by.

and in the coldness of their hearts,

each wanted a flame for their own.

She spread her warmth out wider for each to take a cheery blaze.

She kept on giving out that warmth until she eventually run cold.

No longer blinded by her fieriness and crackling dazzle,

they all turned a blind eye and walked away.

Now she sits huddled in her wooly clothes,

trying to forge up a tiny bit of spark

all over again.

15 thoughts on “Running Cold

  1. chrisbrittany Oct 9, 2018 — 07:01

    Bitter truth .

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  2. You really write magnificently

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    1. thank you so much ❤️❤️

      Liked by 1 person

  3. Christine Seery Nov 1, 2018 — 17:32

    So true

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  4. I would cover her with my blanket, so long as she would not get confused and try to rise up in anger at me.

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  5. That’s painful, but realistic!!

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    1. Story of my life. lol


    2. Thank you so much. I’m glad you like it. 😊😊

      Liked by 1 person

      1. My greatest pleasure!! 🙂


  6. Yeah. It hurts and it sucks. But… gotta get up and fight the good fight. Again

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    1. Thanks 😊❤️

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