a ode to the frigid winter

as winter leaves the grasps of my hands
my eyes leak of tears
because winter is my comfort
everyone's favorite season is summer
i prefer the cold abyss of winter

in the winter the cold air kisses me
a soft comforting kiss
that tells me that im ok

in the winter the snow hugs me
and wraps me with its 20 degree love

in the winter its normal to stay inside
its ok to wallow in my room and cry
its ok to hide

jackets are customary in the cold months
i can hide my insecurities
and blame it on the weather
scary scars covered by sweaters
and my belly by big crewnecks
and legs covered by large jeans

its almost a guess as to what my body
looks like in the winter
no one can judge
what they cannot see

but in the summer
everythings there
no way to conceal
no way to cover every square inch

the sweltering heat makes
cropped shirts
and tank tops
and shorts
…. almost Inevitable

my every last secret is on display
for random people on the streets
and my closest allies
to see with their wandering eyes

and thats fucking terrifying

so, i'll take the below zero temperature
and the slippery ice
and the days of gray
to keep my secrets locked away