It hurts to keep it within yourself
So I am letting it go
The autumn inside me
Kills me
The winter inside me
Freezes me
And the summer inside me
Makes me feel alive
Poetry is the way out
For all these feelings
... let it flow like the water... not down my eyes... but my heart... let it enlighten you... about life.
P.S. This book is not about me, but my outlook on a situation.
