Cabin

In the cabin where the shadows dance, I’m lost in thought, Fire crackles, dreams unravel, every line I’ve sought. Snowflakes falling, silent calling, whispers in the night, Mind’s a canvas, paint the madness, let the words ignite. Huddled close, the echoes boast of stories yet to tell, Memories like faded photos, trapped inside this shell. Wind howls, the world’s a stage, but I’m locked in my zone, Crafting verses, breaking curses, every line a stepping stone. Nature’s rhythm, heart’s a prism, reflecting all my fears, Facing demons, scheming reasons, shedding all these tears. With each heartbeat, I retreat, the cabin’s warmth my guide, In this solitude, I find the truth I try to hide. Pages turning, fires burning, wisdom in the smoke, In this haven, I’m reclaiming all the dreams that life bespoke. So I write until the dawn ignites the sky with gold, In the cabin, I’m a warrior, my story to unfold.