in its shadow i am stuck;
i can't shake the feeling
that i'm running out of luck.
ahead of me waits winter,
the calm before the storm
on the cusp of changing
takes an undecided form.
#author #poetry
in its shadow i am stuck;
i can't shake the feeling
that i'm running out of luck.
ahead of me waits winter,
the calm before the storm
on the cusp of changing
takes an undecided form.
#author #poetry