September arrived
and I could see falling leaves.
Slowly falling,
all the green fading.
This is the moment
where in I'm finally letting go.
Slowly trusting the wind
to cushion my fall.
Now I'm slowly wilting.
I'm a leaf that's about to wither.
I'm all alone on the ground-
inconsolable and bitter.
Why did you let this happen to me?
You shattered me into pieces,
Threw away the shards,
now my anxiety increases.
I gave you everything you wanted,
my mind, body and heart.
Please don't leave me,
maybe all we need is a fresh start.
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Ethereal Beings
PoetryA book of poems filled with everything I want to say. This contains my thoughts and feelings. "We are two ethereal beings- too perfect for this world. Love is an ethereal being- too perfect to exist." Highest rank #124 [August 2, 2017]
