That summer breeze has turned a bit colder and that sun that seemed to live forever slowly slips away a little sooner each evening. I watch as the leaves take on a new form, a new color, a new life. Natures adaption to the changing of seasons is nothing short of miraculous. The development of these beautiful events blinds ones eyes so terror stricken and blank all at once. The warmth that one felt from the illuminating sun no longer presses downward onto her as near freezing temperatures run throughout her body. This ice feeling will soon become the parasite eating away at her. That gnawing pain deep inside the pit of her stomach will feed off her, shedding away the pain on the outside layers. Its violently taking away the space she inherits on this earth. Light as the leaves blowing in the wind she will be.
