Seasons

    -Winter-
It's cold and ruthless
killing all the hope in it's path
darkness overcomes.
Here and now
winter comes
and I lose you in it's midst.

    -Spring-
A time of hope
that's what you'd think.
Here I lay
wishing for you.
You'll be here soon
I think to myself.
I know it's foolish,
I know I'll be ignored
yet again.
But it's been so long
since anothers touch.

    -Summer-
Passion, anger, and glory
sweating, working till I drop.
Laughing at the newbies now,
they've no idea the pain to come.
The loss we'll suffer.
The glory we'll win.
So why aren't I glad for you again.

    -Fall-
Fallen leaves,
reddende apples,
jack-o-lanterns,
winning, losing,
it's all the passion
you've stole from me.
Weakend now I am
from the pressure
you put me under.