My voice never seems to be loud enough

To break through storm in your mind

I can never seem to get through to you

No matter how hard I try

Your breathing is sometimes so shaky

Like you're trying not to cry

Why don't you give me your burdens?

I'm here til the day you die

Sleeping beneath the shell of my once beloved;
enduring cold, letting the depths of winter unfold.
For spring to come, where I shall plant thy seeds anew,
because I loved to caress the withered petals too.

© fey (03/11/24)