October 11, 2017
autumn brings us death and chill,
leaves are kneeling on the ground.
drinking coffee just to heel
wounds from people that surround...
cold makes hearts forget the love,
most don't care anymore.
I remember being above
all the problems, all the sore...
it's been a lovely summertime.
winter's coming, people say.
there's no soul to call it mine,
play the memories on replay...
neverending dripping sound,
nature's sobbing on the street.
there's no napkin you can find
to soak water all in it...
there're four seasons. you can't choose,
balance brings the world the life.
you can't gain unless you lose,
threw just one but got new five!
freezing helps to understand
what is warming fireplace.
heartbreak also should attend
frowned wrinkles of the face.
wait until the hot days come
or just make them on your own,
light up minds like sky's by sun
you are not here all alone!
it's the matter of the choice,
whether do some or ignore.
don't give up on horrid voice
speak of things that you adore!
YOU ARE READING
depressed ₁₄₋₁₅₋₁₆
Poetrydark side of me a side that wants to give up everything i have a side that has no faith in me a side that wants to find peace but stumbles all the time sanity vs hormones
