H i k a r i : The Light

These days, I walk alone, out in the open cold...

With no one's hand to hold.

And each step I take - my road gets darker.

Each step I don't take, I'm only shoved forward.

The cold can be welcoming -

With its open embrace for numbing.

But it never really helped, for my fears won't seem to melt.

To every road, there should be a light.

The light should end those fears at night.

But...

These days, I walk alone.

Out in the open cold -

With no one's hand to hold.

And it's freezing, I'm cold.

Though no one seems to know.

Owari~

((Based on a poem I wrote back in sixth or seventh grade. I had such glum thoughts back then. We compiled the poem and photo shoot together, pretty much out on a whim. It still took a bit of work and messing up, so I hope you enjoyed our hard work.))

Sincerely,

Nobody ♥

Ps. When I changed the template of this blog, the words above were changed too. For some reason, you won't be able to see my poem if you don't highlight this entry. Just a heads up.