Seasons of Discontent

(Whispers in the wind)

Seasons change, but not the pain.

Winter chills my bitter soul,

You’re the ice in my heart, you make me feel so cold.

Frosted breath in the morning light,

Every word you say, it’s a frozen fight.

Springtime comes with a glimmer of hope,

But every bloom reminds me that I can't cope.

Petals soft but your thorns tear deep,

A garden of lies where I can’t find sleep.

Seasons turning, but my heart stays the same,

Through the summer heat, I feel the blame.

Falling leaves in the autumn air,

You’re the ghost in the shadows, everywhere.

Summer's sun, it burns my skin,

You’re the warmth that creeps under my chin.

Laughter echoes, but it feels so wrong,

Caught in your web, I’m trapped all along.

Autumn whispers a haunting refrain,

Colors fade like the joy we feigned.

Crimson anger, golden regret,

Seasons of change, I can’t forget.

Seasons turning, but my heart stays the same,

Through the summer heat, I feel the blame.

Falling leaves in the autumn air,

You’re the ghost in the shadows, everywhere.

With every chill that the winter sends,

I know how this story ends.

Yet the spring might bring some new light,

But I'll guard my heart, hold on tight.

Seasons change, but I remain,

Dancing in the storm of this endless rain.

You’re the past that I can’t escape,

Through the four seasons, we’ll reshape.