Life’s like an old rose garden,
once blooming,
now withering.
Petals falling,
replaced by dry leaves,
wrapped in silence,
once so rare,
now so heavy.
I return home,
laughter ringing in ears.
But as the door shuts,
loneliness greets me,
like a cold, hazy mist,
or dark clouds that the stars resist.
Life is a really rollercoaster of emotions.... simple... :)
that loneliness always pulls me in after a vibrant party.... don't know why??...
