There's no comfort here
broken shards of glass
line my sheets at night,
lights too bright
illuminating neglected corners
of a once loved room,
dust thick on shelves
where promises used to be,
broken trust rich in the air
your cologne I used to love,
clothing old and transparent
I am naked to the world
vulnerable as a baby deer
winter storm, no shelter
there's no comfort here.
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