placebo

falling out I touch ignore

feelings leave me needing more

knowing not of where to go

placebo and lost

knowing the cost

effecting days that drag me on

frosted forest floors begone

colors shifting into gray

no orange no yellow not today

but red is drowning disarray

gulping haze like summers blaze

I lean into your gaze and fear

am I truly dying here?

beg tomorrow let me know

withering I cannot grow

…

and then perhaps

winter just wasn’t my season