murky sky mirrors the water
shadows of once-living trees now dormant
scarce
blizzards sweep in south-side drawing everyone's attention to running away
I feel like a weak man who thinks he is strong
fingers pushing down on your throat
particles in a flurry
suffocation is your best bet
water droplets burn against your skin
acid rain
blizzard sky
small lights across the way illuminate trivial madness
rough waters sweep across your feet
it's now tame
rising all the same
lowering all the same
the man in the sky helps
successful trip
you're now back home
a comfy fire and wool socks
boiling water for tea
this light isn't trivial
quote the hummingbird
"a blizzard may seem fierce but face it head on, for this is the reason of living. A reason to strive for perfection, let your wings guide you and don't look back."
YOU ARE READING
Writing stuff
PoetryThe title said it lmao, just writing stuff that I've been working on for a bit
