Seasons come seasons go
trees are continuously turning gold...

Look around
tell me what you see...

To suggest
that unproven meds...

I watch you from a distance
sipping reddish juice...

My eyes are tired from watching
this poor excuse of a leader...

I am counting the leaves on a tree
birds are still singing...

Moving forward was a dream
closing all doors...

It is cold outside
the air has changed overnight...

I live my life alone
the nest I have built for myself has no space for...

I have mastered in showing patience
slowly filling in the blanks...

My mirror don't lie
it shows me my deepskin scars...

Fall is moving in
a new season begins...