And just like that the sky blooms
with the colors of fall,
the tops of trees started to change.
The soft blue sky washed the fiery Orange clouds with a pink cotton candy blend, together making the 1st sign of fall.
The smell of rain and Carmel apples
Filled the air
Spooky time was near
The hours of day running fast
Like the wick of a candle
winding down at last
The flannel comes out in full bloom
Matching is our red blossomed checks
As we see our first fall full moon.

Why does it feel like drowning?
I have nothing but air around me
Yet it's so hard to breath
Even tho all this pain is only skin deep
No one there to awnser my calls
Walking dead around these halls
I feel every silent scream aching out
Everyone I know see's me walking about
Acting fine no need to get attention
However I could use a social session
To wake me of this oppression
And out of this long lasting depression

Like the lighthouse standing there alone
At the end of the pier
I too have
My hopeful light on
Still searching this endless abyss..
The rolling tide continues crashing in
Night after night
a bombardment of waves hit,
yet I Still stand.
Maybe I'm a beacon for that lost traveller
To finally come home and see my light
Or maybe...
Being alone
to guide everyone home
Is my purpose...