Post snow

Waking up is difficult 
I am in the acute phase of with drawl
Unmanageable- 
In terms 
I read from your body 
In sleeping forms
That fit together
Keep my insides 
Tight
I'm bound 
To be found amongst the winter
Snow as cleansed with purity 
From my spilling devotion of a broken 
Heart spinning out of control
Eating away at itself as it goes
I did this to myself 
Potent words sting
Holding me a captive 
I am alive still my voice in head but no one seems to hear hear hear me
 believe me I'm true
I can't ever find my way back to you
Only now can I heal what was never said 
Only now put a rest to those voices in my head taking up space of what's true 
I'm sober the past is catching up with you!