• rainalchemist 35w

    Seasons of life

    My home is a lucid dream themed in spring,

    With warmth of a family; like summer,

    But my illusion is limited, by the ticking,

    Blades of a clock tower above the clouds,

    The same clouds that were accountable

    For the long rainy days , I experienced

    Now I sway dead dusty debris of autumn

    From my closed eyes, as I fear to be awake

    In a reality seasoned by eternal, lonely winter.

    -Rain Alchemist