Spring

I am folding in
to this new skin, but my heart knows not
where to begin
sometimes I think I've lost it
when this bed, it holds me hostage
my patience begins to fray
and I begin
to drift away
when I haven't left my house
in days
but I know
these woods, still filled with snow
will burst and blossom come springtime's breath
and the life within me
has never left
I know
the warm and glowy springtime bliss
will melt away
this emptiness
and bliss is all
that will be left
within this heart, once left bereft