Winter

This poem expresses thoughts of a sweet past, but over time, those memories become bitter.

The dream has ended,
And I'm awake,
The cold winter is setting in.
I gather my dearest treasures and hopes
And lay them in the sun's rays.
I gaze upon them longingly,
As the tears fall from my eyes.
I wrap them all individually
And hide them in my mind.
I will not dwell in the past anymore,
The future has my focus,
The thought of it now
Only makes my heart ache-
I guess that was its purpose.
Those secrets I won't show you
They are buried in the depths of the sea.
Those deep, dark waters are my fear-
And that, it will always be.