Death of a Soul

As the leaves fall in autumn
My heart sinks just like the sun
The seasons change
And life is yet undone.

The rain falling,
Burns the visions
Of what has been thus far
And seeps through this darkened soul
That feels every pain and mar.

The heart's afraid of dying,
Afraid of lost memories past.
Now alone and weeping
And dying much too fast.

The spirit fades without much help
As drained as life could be,
The spirit knows what's comming
As this life shall cease to be.

The fruits have all gone soured
And aged are they with time
Lost their subtile sweetness
As life has lost it's rhyme.

Perhaps the whispers ring what's true
Love will never last
Upon this faded, curs-e-d soul
He's never free at last.

Fadedspirit 5/17/2008

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