Spring

The flowers sing and dance

Their colorful laughter a stark contrast

Of the grey shadows that cling to me

While cherry blossoms swirl in the air

I stand on an island of solitude

Stuck in a bland reality

The birds sing a sweet symphony

Their melody's weaving through the branches

But the notes fall flat on my ears

Each trill a reminder of what I lost

The world insists on it's rebirth

Green sprouts break through the frost

In a world bursting with blooms where petels unfurl left and right 

I walk beneath a canopy of new life

The suns warmth, a golden embrace

yet my heart is heavly burdened

I feel unbelonging in this place

As the ground awakens

I allow my tears to fall with the rain

I am tethered to a memeroy, a shadow

The stretches long beneath

The radiant light of the season's promise

But the truth stays stuck behind my teeth