Mourning Skies

Slow

Summer held

My better days

Filed with smiles

Now distant rays

School's come again

And as has the cold

Leaving my body

Weathered and old

The sunlight is shrinking

And the night holds fear

The counselor, uncaring

Say I'm not seeing clear

Each day is the same

On repeat yet again

This old familiar feeling

Is now sinking in

I've become numb

To the voices in my head

But they crawl in and tell me

I want to be dead

But I think I already am

For the pills that I swallow

Are making my heartbeat

Sound distant and hollow

It's not a tragedy

But I know this feeling so

I'll let this last line be

My heart

Is fading,

Slow