and what used to be went up in flames.
looking for a change but I can’t change.
my radio is quiet.
From long hair to bob, the times keep on changing.
December – once a month of snow and happiness, now a month of silence and nothingness.
the strands of time split off.
fiery flames of color herald change and a new day.
nature crumbles away.
living for eternity.
the human existence is inexplicable.