Sunlight to me is not frequent
I live my life in the dark depths of winter
Days to night filled with the abyss
But when the summer visits
I miss the warmth
For I am too caught up by thoughts
Of winter past and winter come
Jan 31, 2018
Jan 31, 2018 at 11:47 AM UTC
Sunlight to me is not frequent
I live my life in the dark depths of winter
Days to night filled with the abyss
But when the summer visits
I miss the warmth
For I am too caught up by thoughts
Of winter past and winter come