Bare and Cold

Have you ever been worried of losing something before it’s even gone?

I’m holding onto my youth….as long as it’ll let me.

It’s been changing seasons lately and I’m stuck in between the struggles of its final transformation.

I’m more like Fall into Winter. This tree stands tall, but everything that once was beautiful about it is quickly shedding away.

Bare and cold…

Uneasy with what comes after; hibernation is desperately needed.