you say, winter is coming
I say, it’s already here
you see I yearn to fight
I see you learned to fear
we both are afflicted
we both are afraid
we both wish to flee
so all delusions we obey
incurable and debilitating
until, a cure IS found
release the attachment
or crash to the ground
you say, winter is here
I say, it’s already passing
you see I yearn to love
yet it’s pain I’m amassing
we both fight affliction
we both shall be set free
we both feel the spark
but just you hold the key
The Halfwit Writer 