Brightness fills my empty thoughts,
Now I feel a bit less lost.
Winter frost settles in,
Headspin?
Morning breaks,
The sun comes up.
Ice to water,
Water to dust?
Time stops moving,
But the day moves on.
The evening has arrived,
My thoughts collide.
Somethings wrong,
The mist seems clear.
Am I loosing my mind,
Is the end near?
And then I wake at 6 a.m,
Sunlight spills into the room.
Brightness fills my empty thoughts,
Now I feel a bit less lost. :)
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