The harshness of a cold winter fades into the dreariness of a chilled spring.
Trying to climb out of the snow back to hear the robins again sing
Attempting to walk but I can't seem to stop tripping.
Falling to the bottom of the hill my souls in a sling.
As the sun rises over the gloomy second season
It appears that I cannot find a reason
For in my veins I cannot get rid of the poison
That stumbles my feet on the way to the horizon
Looking forward to the heat of July
For only in the sun can I once again learn to fly
Knowing it is not worth the tears that I used to cry
My feet lift off and I soar into the sky
Setting out I walk towards a better day
What will happen will be whatever that may
Finally I can listen to the words that you say
Exploding out of my shell like the infamous McVeigh
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.09 seconds at 12:53pm on Nov 08, 2024 via server WEBX2.