Winter’s early months,
Carries a solemn sound,
Paired bitter fragrance,
Filled the vacant soul,
Think soley of biting frosts.

Winter’s middle months,
Assemble a bird’s tune,
Matching candied scents,
Known of lining mind,
Broods of woeful age.

Winter’s late months,
Carts a vivid air,
Coupled **** savored,
Divines the untold echo,
Fashions a taper edge.

Sleep, timer, wake.
What more is left to take?
Say it once, say it once more.
Listen and don’t ignore what all of this is meant for.

I never really understood it at all
Until I was ready to take that fall

It creeps up on you, you know
Every other night
It’s a new low

These thoughts get louder
Every other hour
But in the morning they are silenced

Internalize everything they are just self centered thoughts.

I’m hiding because

it’s easy to do
To misdirect you
To hide the true me
So that you cannot see

I’m scared
So I prepare
The perfect cover
And hope you don’t discover

What truly hides beneath the veil
That turn people pale

Just because I’m hidden
Doesn’t mean I’ll put down that pen
To write what I feel
To draw a tight seal
Over what I hid
What I hid
Lies in truth amid
But you need to open your eyelid

Help me see
A better day
A day with you and me

Progress
faster at night
faster than light

The infectious blight
the margin is tight
keep it in your sight
Just know
that it’ll be alright
that your feelings are slight

Even though everything is better when you look in hindsight
open your headlight
Because there’s nothing you can rewrite

Nothings ever black and white
I will be your satellite under the moonlight
Forever and ever including tonight