Bundled up in the warmth of sadness,
Familiar, kind friend holding my hands.
The window aloft, a daring chase,
Cold, shivering wind in it commands.
Lightly nudging upon my arm, the caress on my face,
Leaves blown inside, nature’s beckoning call
To live, how my mind seduced yet cannot taste,
Numb, your plea bears no witness at all.
Battled by choice and fate,
Never at a moment did I make.
Wind, your song is lost for my sake,
The grip tightens, my friend, fools’ dreams don’t wake.
Oct 20, 2018
Oct 20, 2018 at 6:27 PM UTC
Bundled up in the warmth of sadness,
Familiar, kind friend holding my hands.
The window aloft, a daring chase,
Cold, shivering wind in it commands.
Lightly nudging upon my arm, the caress on my face,
Leaves blown inside, nature’s beckoning call
To live, how my mind seduced yet cannot taste,
Numb, your plea bears no witness at all.
Battled by choice and fate,
Never at a moment did I make.
Wind, your song is lost for my sake,
The grip tightens, my friend, fools’ dreams don’t wake.