Lamenting

Contained within my mind
is a windstorm:
a peculiar sense of falling.
Thoughts whirl
past regrets
never escaping these epidermis
padded walls.

In my peripheral,
I see
seasons change
ever passing,
lamenting,
its colors burning away.

My heart beats
a song of darkness
as I mourn these simple truths:
Silence, Simplicity, and Solace.

For now,
I await winter
and its piercing stare,
regretting the icy nights
remaining just a needle prick away.

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