Winds of change

Winds of change
Current mood: crazy

Cold winds

Bring on all those words that cut me

Write them down and wait

I'm waiting for the cold winds

To take it all

Carry it away

Carry these memories away

Leaves wither and die

To Gray ashes swept away by these catastrophic winds of change

Seeing with false eyes

I'm not seeing at all

I would tell you to catch me

Id much rather fall

The nightingale calls

I long to sing back

But I have lost my voice

You have taken my voice

My dignity

My identity

Who are you?

Who am I?

What is this?

The winds of change.

These wings of darkness

This state of numbness

I've known it before but never like this

I can see it

I know how to overcome it

Two steps forward

Always one step back

Always I thought of the things that I left

What mattered the most seems to matter very little

And now I'm caught in the middle

Of the winds of change