I feel the coldness seeping in,
Slowly gripping my heart tightly.
I close my eyes and tears make even the darkness blurry.
What dreams must I see to fall asleep at night?

Flowers dying in front of me.
I didn't grow them, but I became one of them.
Dew drops caressing my broken wings,
"𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒏 𝒃𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒍𝒚" - 𝑠𝑜 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑙𝑦...