This is metaphorical to my day last Thursday :)
Leaf:
The leaves fall upon my face...
This is such a big disgrace
Birds fly above, trying to capture the leaves in their beaks
I try to fight them but I end up ruining everything.
Everything I need,
Seems to be in the leaves that crunch beneath my feet.
No tears will come,
But shaking does,
As the leaves I love dance above
The leaves,
They look like doves
Nearing closer and closer to the hunting birds
Until finally, one is captured in it's beak.
It's crazy.
Petrifying.
But the bird's not dying.
Nothing horrid seems to happen at all.
It dives for another leaf and another.
They are all so happy.
Full filled.
And here I am standing,
Watching it all play out before me.
I'm tired of faking,
Because I'm breaking.
