A nostalgic feeling shivers
down my spine, reminding me of times
when life dind't feel tough.
Seasons of merry and warmth
coincide with palpable happiness.
The sun shines a tad brighter, it knows.
Confined, I couldn't witness it.
Living life in binaries, you, a sine.
A devilish soul asks for redemption.
An experience, a weird feeling of comfort.
A new page with hints from the past.
Sloppy penmanship couldn't ruin the lore.
The writer lives the tale he writes.