Do you feel it?
Creeping up your spine when the grey starts to set in?

Do you feel the ice?
Slowly working its way into your brain?

Do you feel the change in colour?
Steadily turning your blood from red to grey?

You see my love,
winter doesn’t only appear before you.
It also makes its way through you.

The fire you’re cosying up against will die soon.
All your efforts to stop it, won’t work.
The rain will keep coming.

With each new morning rainfall,
come a set of troubles and fears,
made just for you.

So hold on my dear.
Hold on to your seat,
get ready for the ride.

For winter is the grey monster in front of your eyes,
the one that will make you feel so alive,
the one that will make you feel so much that you’ll want to feel nothing at all.

Do you feel it now?