Soul Sick
The winter sets and it's glorious but it's all good now A child had awakened inside him as he wandered amidst the untamed bushes in the backyard Walking into the room with doors wide open...Willingly awaiting a gentle knock Recognized her scarf hanging off the hook at the corner with abundant stain Don't get soul sick Maples immersed in the ruby hue Silence clutched his lips as he gazed at this view His Fingers frantically reaching out to the scattered leaves that rest lifeless on the ground, Reminded him of his fading days that him drowned How hard he struggled to embrace his past like an intoxicated teen but all was in vain Don't get soul sick The winter sets and it's glorious But it's all good now Now I know why he didn’t feel good today Watching the tainted whiskey pushing its way down his throat He whispered, “The world was long over for me “hiding her scarf behind his jacket. Promised me that he won’t ever stop by these