As the words left my mind and got to you
I felt free and at peace but a little nervous.
But, now I feel like vines have started to grow and a wall is coming up.
Letting no light in and all around me is darkness.
The garden that was my safe haven is now all dead and freeze.
As the snow falls down all around me until I’m buried.
Will spring come and melt my troubles away or will I always be this way.
Cold with no care in the world as everything slowly passes me by.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes