November

 

Woven webs of memories

Tangled emotions

Scarred tissue, deep worries

Troubled expressions

Anxious, adrenaline times

Impressed in cells towards erosions

Slow down, gather, bitter chimes

November, remember, the dead

and the dark moments, now

and before, and to come yet, with dread

Not just now, I and others

the individual is not yet free, no

As sisters, and brothers

do not forget, do not give up, oh

Remember this november

This is the cycle of forever more

and repeat what was before

I am yet to find the quiet in my heart