Calosha Gomes

The frozen ground and the chill in the air can’t fade the warmth in my heart or my will to step outside.

No coat could keep the cold out, no voice could warm this path.

I grabbed the collar of my own shirt, so no one could get past my sweet smile to take advantage of my soul that has no hard feelings towards no one.

You do you and I’ll do me, is my mindset no matter how old I have been. I was born thinking this way.

It’s when you think you can step in my way, hoping to freeze my path with thorns of hate.

I am my worst critic, you seriously think you can get under my skin. I protected myself with swords you could barely wrap your head around.