September came

Like cold cold rain

Want for warmth and boasting better days

Snuggled in a sweater

Made amends with fate

Don’t be so dramatic it’s ok

I’ve been pining for movement

Cold is just a thought I choose to tell my friends

But colder as my blood is boiling

Scared as heck

Gentle longing comes

With a bitter taste

A starving animal inside my brain

I’ve been pining for movement

Desperate for the clamor

That my brain once held

I’ve been trying harder just to love myself