Death on the North

Lot of silver roads
brought myself to the North...
and frankly I still do not
feel the change I craved for.


Men in box
throwing a pray
to little wooden squares
and the weather was cold.


Though should I feel it?
ten hours far from my home?
doubting the feelings of nostalgia
when everything else seems the same
just a little bit colder, as I said.


But the weather went nice
and you should thank God
for the sun's appearance today.
suck in the warm, the North is deadly they say...