#305

A Cold November (Nov 1)

What a cold November that has arrived
and I just remember of the days that have passed
as the days go dark much faster
and it takes much longer for the stars to scatter
away from the premature night.

It's just like last year
where I found myself wanting to talk
but without a pen to write
so I just saved my words in,
I kept my pain and anguish
so I wouldn't hurt anyone around me.

It ended up hurting myself
so I said "fuck it" and wrote.
I wrote and wrote
until I couldn't write anymore.

So let the winter come
along with its wind that arrives from
the magical north pole.
No, from the depth of our souls.


Two months to go SON! ALMOST FINISHED! .