phos

Spring Rain, even with all that it takes,

we start anew, we bloom anew,

new people to meet, new colors to show,

new places to find, new songs to write,

new pains to bear.

Spring Rain, A cycle that cannot be denied,

a cycle that hurts, a cycle that loves,

a cycle that reminds us,

a cycle that Is.

Spring Rain, droplets of dissonance burn into my skin as I lay without a cover.

With a bitter sliver of hope, I await its end.

Spring Rain, washing over us, left us with much to wonder and a need to wander.

Silently wishing for shelter under an umbrella.

Spring Rain, amidst the downpour that takes and gives.

Overwhelming sensation blurs out the silver lining.

Spring Rain, looming over us.

Daunting beginnings and harrowing ends.

I'm sure we'll be okay

pierrot moon

mercenary's trust

hide and seek

(belated) happy birthday stray cat 🐈