Cold Shoulders

I'm reminded every year that I can't escape the bite of these colder months

I felt the cold breeze again

I felt the hands of the devil gripping my hips

It's fading, you're fading

I'm scared I might be too

I dread every November, because it was all about you

"No" was never an option this month

I can't regret it, I can't not allow it

I have to hold onto my sanity

While you rip apart my vanity

I forget you more with every leaf that falls

But the dead flesh inside me always remembers

I'm a good person, I try to be

But I hope you've died

So maybe, I'm just trying to be free

Author's Note

I hope you'll understand it. Unfortunately, I write down feelings, not words