'Gone With The Wind'
Winter rain softly drops under the deep gray sky,
Gusty wind rushes through the thin chilled air.
Sad eyes and sorrowful face closes my empty soul from the cheering outside world.
Morning sun weakly drags my shattered heart into the darkness of nights.
Silent blue mind shuts out the celebration of Holiday Spirit,
Where can I find my once happy and content life with you in it?
From now on, this lonely journey must I follow!
How and why I got here today still utterly unknown!