winter
i didn't have to write those poems
cause you and i already knew what...
yet you and i both lived
as i'm reading your story
as you tear your violin
you broke my heart so many times
that now i'm used to the sound of shredding glass
Cleansing rain
is not yet falling
you still hold me in your grip
yet i know that
you don't know who you are
you don't know how much you hurted
winter, i beg you
build your shadows into wings
change the past into some closure
modify feelings into dreams
winter, i hate you
winter, i love you
winter, i despite you
winter, i understand you
winter, do you have any idea how,
how freakisly hard you froze the lake.
Winter, i will not forget that
if means only if.
denying facts will give me closure
denying you may give me peace.