Cutnoose

[Bunx]

Cutnoose

As the days get colder
the heart grows lighter
away from vitamin D
dopamine that plagued.

Hating the windy winter
as well as my birth town 
in makes sense penance 
would be moving home.

Unknown is future
after a long bright past 
alas I'm grown into a man
who learned lessons hardest.

Become interpersonal forgiveness
break self destructive spells
one day at a time see your daze
being less sublime than rhyme.

Granted not taken anymore
self hatred growing bored.
Wasting away an option not
best parts of me unforgot.

I deserve to be living
cutting my noose.