I was trying not to make this simply a record of endless complaints, which makes for a tedious and petty journal. But then life stepped in and threw me quite the curveball, making me make quite a few decisions not on my own time. But still, how long can I whine on?

So, something slightly different:

Fall trees turn grey
You never understood me
Stillness after pain

The usurper aide
A cold projection from you
Not my desire

Darkness envelopes
Turning your scars to hatred
Silencing the good

Lessons learned in time
Sunset followed by sunrise
Each new day brings hope

Wheel ever turning
Water eternally flows
Life moving forward