𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫’𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐧

The icy breath of wind stirs the anguish within,

Bitterness entwined with the night’s cruel breath.

I grasp my blanket tighter, yearning for rest,

Seeking solace in dreams to still my clamorous state.

As the stars coruscate, far away and steadfast,

Their glow splintered by the cold of the night.

An unspoken heaviness embeds within me,

As if the caress of winter could halt the time’s will.

Cold sighs escapes my lips,

Glistening beneath the winter’s vast empyrean.

“Winter’s here indeed,” I murmur to the void,

As my heart, too, wears the mantle of winter’s reign.

By: Nite