Drafts of the Soul

This Amber

Until the last breath of this year

Looking up at the ambers in the sky

I still dwell in the past with you in fear

That the tears in my eyes will soon dry

The sudden flood of our memories

Holding back the pain in my chest

Remembering the chills of my agonies

As you hold me in your arms at your best

This amber I hold should bring me happiness

But all I felt was pain and sorrow

December should be free from sadness

But my heart right now is heavy and hollow

As I put my mask off when I get home

As I embrace the coldness of this winter

I hope this amber will give me hope

That I'll be able to walk without you again next year