Now and Then

Now and then, the weather just feels so gloomy and cold
And the old song just keeps on playing in my head, reminding me of the past memories that I miss so much
Sometimes, the sadness is nearly unbearable, with every step I make
under the rain that pours down heavily from the sky…
Was restless thinking of the stories I need to carve in my blank life
Was desperate of curiosity,
of hundreds of promises not yet to come
Was eager to leave, to grab the glittering freedom,
to experience all the colors

Every now and then…

Now that I’ve taste all the colors
Falling in and out of my freedom
The fire of the past stings me sometimes
And that’s why I’ll take my pen
And write the sorrows away…