In time there are no more seasons, in life,
mustn’t get our hearts wet, musn’t let it drown.
In life there are no more chances, just strife
watch yourself in regret, watch yourself fall down.
In winter, you feel so cold, so very bleak
like you will never be warm again.
In summer you feel so hot, so very weak
like you will never be cold again.
In spring the flowers sprout, so congregated
like they will never feel alone again.
In autumn the flowers will die, so asundered
like they will never join again.
forged together in broken, shattered, pieces,
let time be as the hurt in the heart ceases.
By: Adventures in Outer Space