Missing the past.
The winters chill has arrived. My thoughts go to sad memories. Missing everything I lost so long ago but so close still in my heart.
The winters chill has arrived. My thoughts go to sad memories. Missing everything I lost so long ago but so close still in my heart.
Crashing, loud, fiery, fighting against nothing. Fleeting moments of clarity, victory brilliance. Flares burning, flawlessly in the sky Chronic pain like a cigarette burning, Open the door, eyes looking in, An optimist with no hope, crowned the queen of underdogs. My skin, my saddle, my mind, my rider. What riddle must I solve to avoid…