Days like autumn leaves
Leaving the tree
Flying away
Leaving behind a
Skeletal misery
They left me behind
Behind.. back in time
A time when things were going great
But great things are fading
Of this I knew
Always looming over my head
A cloud of certain doom
Maybe that's what you saw
The darkness of the cloud
And took the hint to leave me back in time
A skeleton of a tree in the wind
Now I try to let go
Let go of the memory
Latched on to me
A parasite plant on my already deprived body
Trying to feed on the remains of light
Spring will be my saving grace
YOU ARE READING
Necessary Weeding
PoetryThere are times when you don't address your emotions for a long time for the fear of being judged by others and sometimes by your own self. This collection of poems is me addressing them
