The year has been hard.
Your body weary, eyes not worthy of looking anywhere but the ground.
Sighs escape, a ghost leaving your mouth.
Memories upon memories stumbling on each others' boots, all demanding attention.
Dark secrets spilt, causing a strain on your mind, seeping through your knit cap.
Will it ever be forgiven?
Will it ever be forgotten?
Long breaths, falling snow, falling, and falling.
Covering the ugly, dying corpse that is the ground.
A layer of virgin white.
Untouched.
Nature's cold new beginnings, a second chance, a promise of a spring on the horizon.
Eyes, slowly look up.
Precious snowflakes gently fall
Sticking to wet, tear stained lashes
A cold new beginning has begun.
Winter.
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