• Warm winter

Seasons are changing, but mine is forever winter
It isn't cold inside of winter like mine.
There is a flame that only burns within'
this season of mine.

• Peace

I've read somewhere that only a mad person can
choose to stay away,
Distance themselves from everyone else,
that only a crazy mind can think of loneliness as such an honored guest.

• Words I say

Out loud I'd prefer to say "I'm just a complicated mess"
yet in my poetry, I'll tell you everything that's inside of my head.
It's not that I can't tell you in normal sentences what I want to say,
but rather an absence of emotions that is inside of them.