Life represents itself in many different colors
darker shades are meant for me...

A swan was born
down by the riverside...

I have flown through thousands of winds
broken my wings...

That moment when the rain stops
there hasn't been sun in days...

Waking up this morning
wasn't like any others...

I will celebrate Spring again
when trees stop mourning...

I had this illusion of perfect togetherness
visualized a beautiful landscape on an empty...

The top skin looks good
underneath linger problems...

It is cold outside
the air has changed overnight...

How can I forget the smell of fall
picking apples from high branches...

As we are counting the days
emotions are sparking...

There is no escaping
my body has gotten tired...