Just when I get back on my feet you pass on by and I lose my footing Again

There seems to be a drought in my… but who knows if it is the cause or the result of the war raging within me

I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth

Hope in another form but no fewer letters and I’ve been hoping for these past eight years so I’ll just keep on

I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first

Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant

I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer

I was like a rain cloud over a small garden and dammit if you weren’t that garden so full of flowers that I fell in love