clouded me

never overthink the loss, and control what you can

clouded with dust 

swerving the what went wrong 

plain sight suddenly couldn't see 

miracle of a sucked life 

sun can it shine on me?

why do rain keep falling on me 

misplaced from the wise 

under-luck can it be the truth 

melting hurt sorting out,

"was it the main problem" 

clinging onto the piece of a smile 

once there was my spring

"my feeling's is Halloween"

now it's nothing just winter 

pushing the love

locked the despondent 

smile for a goof 

hidden away "no truth"

Author's Note

sometimes it is okay to express your true meaning even when you think the ears are shut

Reviews

[Jimmy Crapped Corn]

The ears are always shut, it seems