With my fears I go to bed
Sorting them neatly in my head
And maybe while I sleep I'll find
Assurance absent in waking mind.
There are no answers to some worries
And time doesn't have to hurry
It calmly passes with each season
Never hinting about its reasons.
While I try to hold together
What's falling apart amidst the weather
The birth of spring; the summers bloom
The winter's chill; the autumns doom.
Nature dances in rain and snow
As falling leaves and new plants grow
We've been through spring, summer and fall
But I fear the winter I now hear call.
Will we go another year round?
As he continues to break down
Knowing what's to be will be
I feel decay; like you, like me.
So now to drag myself to bed
With these worries in my head
Of a battle that can't be fought,
Bargained with or dearly bought.
updated by @ecila: 07/19/17 06:16:16PM