Jen If

#SnowFoxNightSky Snow Fox Woods — The Cruelty of Sobriety I want to be drunk without drinking, To drown in a world that doesn't exist, To close my eyes against reality And let its cruel hands loosen their grip. So I escape into the glass, My Snow Fox Woods, where shadows sleep, Where no one asks me why I'm broken, And no one sees the wounds I keep. A single tear slips down my face. I wait for an answer from the skies. Why must I bear this cruel existence? Why must the innocent learn to survive? Tell me, what have I done to deserve this? What hidden crime has fate condemned? I have no answer, only silence, And a heart that breaks without an end. Oh, how the heartbreak cuts when I'm sober, When every wound remembers its name. The world grows sharp, the nights grow colder, And nothing feels the way it did before the pain. I used to make plans to move ahead, To build tomorrow with my bare hands. But now I wonder why I ever bothered To draw a map through these barren lands.

#SnowFoxNightSky patreon.com/snowfox_nightsky… The Weight of the Past For six long years, the whispers remain, Soft words of mercy, sharp words of disdain: “Let it go, let it go, forget the past. Move on, walk forward, be free at last.” Yet the past clings tight, a rusted chain, Its echoes gnaw, its shadows stain. How can I move when the wounds still bleed? How can I rest while vengeance feeds?…..