WITHERED LEAVES

WITHERED LEAVES

Withered leaves lie at my feet
They whisper sadly as they fall
"Come with us," they seem to say
"There's nothing here for you at all!"

Sometimes when I speak my pain
It feels so real, so clear again
It flashes to the front of my mind
From its coiled place as it slithers and unwinds.

But mostly I try to keep it tucked away,
Was dealt with on some long past day
And now the smile I bear is but a lie
To hide the ache that lives inside.

But as the pain goes on and on
The smile is harder to pretend
I search for ways, I yearn for means
To bring this fever to an end.

I wonder how much hurt
This human heart can take
How many wounds and words
Before it finally breaks.

As I sit here alone
The pain of all these years
The ache inside my heart
Triumphs in tears.

As these withered leaves lie at my feet
Again sadly whispering as they fall
Yes, I'm going to go with them one day
As there's nothing here for me at all!

~Neera~

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