Been on this lane

A hilly lane

Green it has been, no amber seen in sight

And then stop? Smash!!!

Roaming around my mind, the thought of this day

Never did I think I will find being away so hard to stay

The coldness drives me crazy

The winter I can deal with, but with the winter comes a storm

Blisters, dryness and breaks in my pumping heart

I am broken.

I should not be

But your words sting like a bee

Albeit true, they reflect the lie I live