winter
leaves are falling,
the summer has come to an end,
snow will be falling soon.
winter, i get so blue
i just can't snap out.
winter is death.
that is what i want to be.
i don't need to be reminded
of the death i crave for.
i need to run away,
away from winter.
i want to feel life.
i want to see life.
summer is life.
i want to feel the sun
and be outside,
not cooped up inside,
hiding from the snow and cold.
i need to be rescued from winter
before the first snow falls.
i need to live where
summer is always present.
winter, death.
death, winter.
how i crave summer so.
oct. 2002
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