Agony
I see no reason why the sun should shine
only to cast my shadow on the ground…
and there it lays,
crucified below,
the stepping stone of people,
the rug of many colors
in the autumnal curse.
Numbness enfolds me
in breezes of perdition…
oh, how I wished upon the moon,
and how I chased the falling stars…
and mostly…
how I loved to embrace the wind!
It’s all gone…
it’s not over…
it shall never be late!
Autumn is merely the agony
of my soul.
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