Simply behold!

In the dried roots of trees,
Resides a pain from the fall,
Watching it rain like cats and dogs,
Dropping on the ground in the hall,

Nothing is green anymore,
I’m surrounded by yellow,
Life is so slow and hollow,
But everyone seems so mellow,

Meanwhile, I’m trembling like jello,
My own saliva, I can barely swallow,
No one to follow,
No one to call my own,

The warmth of my hands is so little,
So warm me up like a kettle,
This winter requires too much mettle,
Like some relationships that I cannot handle,

The lack of sunshine is making me cold,
But there is hope or so I have been told,
By the sun hiding behind the clouds, ever so bold,
I know all I need to do is simply behold.

Hessam Hessamyan