Hazel

It brings this comfort

This comfort that I can't explain

It's the kind where I feel safe

No one there to bother me

No one to tell me what to do

Night is the only time where I feel myself

Where I'm alone and don't feel lonely.

My heart is beating so fast

And my breathing fasten

Maybe it's because of the pills that i took

And I love how it feels, like I'm alive...

If I continue to be this way I'll die because of it

Beautiful that I don't want to share it

Beautiful that I want it all to myself

I look at it every night

Admiring it

I get upset when its beauty is hidden

'It' the moon deserves more than to be referred by 'it'

If I didn't knew God exists

The moon would be my god

I will worship her everyday

I would kneel every night until my knees aches

I would stay late for countless nights worshipping her

She's so beautiful that no one have the right to compare her to the ugly human

Winter.

Cold, gloomy, difficult to understand.

Makes you think about the past.

Makes you yearn for something warm, something real.

Heavy blankets, hot drinks and movies

It's the season of depression, when spended alone.

It's autumn inspired 🍂