No, I'm not okay

Watching the decay

Of the forest in the winter

Watching through barren trees

It's not forever

But come December

I won't be here for a while

Will you move on, or leave for me?

A place I thought I knew

For the warmth of summer blue

But the color's fading out

And the snow is falling down

I'll be gone until the spring

I'm marching the distance, my burning insistence to be something

But I know in time, it won't

Be enough to stop the storm