The Changing Of The Seasons "We were never going to work out." You had oh-so many reasons When you exited my #life Like the changing of the seasons. Like reddish-orange autumn And a springtime in the rain We were close but never touching Entirely different, but the same. In harmony, so we completed Each other like a song But you're the winter to my summer And the year will soon be gone But your ground was thick with silver snow Where mine was dry and dusted And my smile was warm as sunny days Your ice left most disgusted. So my heart will remain guarded From your frosty acts of treason And I hope that you move on in #life With the changing of the seasons. This was for a #3Words challenge - to include the words 'exited', 'harmony' and 'disgusted'. @Mystical

Zero Alphabet Challenge. All this time But nothing has Come of us. Don't you see, Even now, I'm Frantic - willing Game Hunted by the wanting Incensed by the need Just to see you. Kiss you. Love is war. Maybe we can start again? New beginnings. Old friends. Perhaps I should forget. Questions drift, unanswered Right feeling, wrong words Such a waste. Time moves quickly Under the influence of your druglike dreams Violent smiles Words like glass. X-Rays into my soul. You make me feel like I'm everything, then Zero. Note: Wrote this in a caffeine-induced haze at midnight. Will probably regret in the morning.

Our Generation We're broken hearts And empty souls And endless lives On dusty roads We're damaged toys We're faceless things We're shallow thoughts We're broken wings We're stormy skies And angry seas And bitter fruit And twisted keys We're messed up, screwed up, hopeless kids.