Puisi | This is My December

December,
and the wind whispers me
through the green hills across the sea
laughed at me,
who pretend to be alone in a crowd

Sweat drops on my body
even though the cold stab me
weaken my pulse
and my blood flow slowly

The yard was frozen
snow covering houses
the blue sky was black in my eyes
I gave everything I could
big smile
and thunderous laughter
yet, life tunrned into ashes