Trees Leaves are Brown
I am in such agony.
My mind is in such knots.
I drink , drink, drink so I will feel not the truth.
I look at my sworn partner.
I know her no more.
I tried for so long.
I tried, I tried, I tried.
These games have ensnared us to the quick.
Like a vicious circle,
We repeat the past.
Like the four seasons of Earth,
This tree’s leaves have turned brown.
~Fini