Winter
Dec 28, 2020
Winter morning, sparkling snowflakes,
There she comes again.
And I lose my mind with those heavy dark dreams.
Am I falling again?
I run and fall, yell and scream.
Because I love the allure of the gloominess.
Yet she takes me home
With her aura but at a slow pace.
Am I falling again?
I won’t lose my sanity.
So I execute the tenderness,
Having trouble with breathing but
Where would I go next?
Am I falling again?
She hurts me, So I evolved
as a youth with a cigarette stuck on my neck.
The right wings will release then.
And closed eyes will smoke reckless.
Am I falling again?
