Like Fall

Feeling like fall
When the leaves
Leave the trees
When the raindrops
Cry on the graves
Of men and women
Whose lifes one day
Were like spring

Like spring

Feeling that gray
Like the embers
Of men and women
Who have died
Trying not to live
Like I do today
While my waiting
Has a name

It has a name.

I have died
A little daily bit
Day after day
But I've survived
After my dayly death
After dark hours
I've survived
After myself.

I feel like fall
When the leaves
Leave the trees
And when the teardrops
Wet my cold face.

I feel like fall
Like fall
Like falling teardrops
Like teardrops
That fall
Then die away

Away

I go away.

EmmyLibra
July 16. 5:41 p.m.