In the southern hemisphere
the April rain turn the leaves amber overnight
This sudden sadness even taints my perception of the sun
that once was golden with warm embrace
The soiled ground reminds me of
the period of my life
when everything was a uphill battle
so stuck
climbing was a daily routine
I still feel the hopelessness
knowing I am living in the distance of a decade
An old friend I desperately want to forget
and move past it all
Standing in the biting April rain
I am present in the reality of a bondage
Flicker of Thoughts 