Why do I feel so abandoned by you? Am I alone? So much noise, Inside and out of my head. White noise, Beautiful birdsong, Silence of you. Quiet. Am I ever really? How can I find you If I am not?
A barren tree, I stand alone. Frigid breezes rip at me. They have been here before, They show no signs of abating. Some day I might lose a limb. Some day when the wind howls and Blows its roaring breath at me. I will break and fall, Down, Down, Down.