As the world shuts down, so do I.
The bittersweet joy of a new year, wasted by confining myself inside cold dense walls.
The enthralling giggling, grins are suddenly grim from loved ones that are nowhere to be heard.
I'm gazing at a world that I cease to believe I called home sweet home.
Sitting with my back at the wall ... I ponder.
When will this go away? Will this go away? Who will console me?
Oh ... I ponder, I ponder and I ponder.
Tik tok, tik tok ...
My mind is moving as fast as a hamster wheel, yet at the same time the hinges on the wheel are broken.
Broken just like the considerable amount of time I spent this year trying to be happy.
I've fallen off the wheel that was once stable, steady and sturdy. How do I get back on?
I want to hear the wisping, wurling, whistling leaves.
I want to feel something. I want to feel anything!
I want to taste the crisp crasp of the cool and mellow fall air.
I want to smell the fresh aroma of petrichor that feels as if my lungs are being renewed.
If only it could renew this whole year ...
Through the solidarity and unity of the people of this land, we lead a new life that started from droughts of emotions and doubts of notions.
Every morning that awaits me and every night that passes so soon ... I hope to see better days.
The beauty in every snowflake hides the cold despair it brings, killing nature's beautiful life forms is how I feel about my mental state.
A thick mask that is bound to my face hides my sadness, only showing off my persona.
Until the cold winter ends and spring comes, so will the rebirth of life and all that was once good.
And as the world gapes open once again, so will I.
- The Unknown
