Winter is here

picture taken at the Museu de Historia Catalunya

Winter is here

feelings have faded, memories too

fallen leaves are brushed aside

to make way for the new

Salt and snow melt the path

healing open wounds

i hibernate, bury myself in the dark

to feel nothing, time or you

Winter is here

Freezing fingers, laboured breaths

nobody to call and no one to trust

standing here, unmoving,

wherever the cold takes me

i go with it too

Let me be angry and violent

all these years of understanding

were nothing for you

I will ask, Why?

Why did you make me go through it

For no reason at all

but for keeping me with you

You pushed me away

acted like you didn't care

love, respect or friendship

all thrown out of the chat

Winter is here

I'm making a journey

To the Poles, as far as I can be from you

I will make my own hearth,

to keep my hands warm, take light from the stars

and the burning wood from abandoned forests

I will sing myself songs, cook over the fire

feed my own belly and heart

Talk no more, speak in silence

the night will guide me

towards daylight

Winter is here,

but remember,

Spring will be here too