pining

September came Like cold cold rain Want for warmth and boasting better days Snuggled in a sweater Made amends with fate Don’t be so dramatic it’s ok I’ve been pining for movement Cold is just a thought I choose to tell my friends But colder as my blood is boiling Scared as heck Gentle longing comes With a bitter taste A starving animal inside my brain I’ve been pining for movement Desperate for the clamor That my brain once held I’ve been trying harder just to love myself