Seasons of Emotions

Feelings are the seasons of life

Temporary thoughts and tears throughout these years

Some are liked, while others we dress polite

Labelled and defined although quite the surprise

Favourites provide, the rest waste our time .

Layers too light to cover, oceans too heavy to hold

Fallen trees and closed beauties….

They’re confusing.

Its our sweat and our tears,

The clammy hand behind the ear .

Rosy cheeks and dry skin,

Running mouths with our lies in.

Hoodies and dark clouds,

To hide the light from ourselves .

A head to the pillow, a hand to the sky

A trophy, a medal

A start and an end, but a future none the less .

These seasons of life shouldn’t be an ending,

They’re a train off the track, a change in the tide .

They’re just a ticket with no written destination

Because in life their is no one way to go, theres only your way.