Spring Is Never Far Off

Listen as the wind whispers secrets of my lost past. It howls at my melancholy miseries, shrieks at my heinous sins, warning me of a fatal future that is sure to be my looming last. My destiny lies in my hands as I linger in indecision with your shadow in my heart. For I cannot stop loving you I cannot live a normal life I hunger for food of love, Only I can find none. Whither shall I go? The future is dark and uninviting. My past is filled with fear, my present is full of sorrow. I think of you and my starved heartbeats in dangerous arterial fibrillation. I close my eyes in anguished hope but cannot calm my tattered nerves as the wind continues with its howls for winter is sure to extend its days although I believe and sincerely hope that sublime spring is coming soon.