You remind me of Fall
Maybe that’s because of the russet in your hair
The crackle in your voice
The crispness in your emerald eyes

Or how you always seem to be so hollow;
Like an oak tree
Confliction squirreling up inside a beautiful mind
Making nests; hibernating in dark places

A shell of who you used to be--could’ve been
Lays upon fallen leaves
And like all things in fall,
Withers and dies with them too.

I'll drink your darkness so you won't feel it
I'll bare your pain
Hold my hands high against the clouds
To stop the rain
I'll let it fill me up inside
My ears
  my mouth
    my eyes
I'll hold it in when you're around
My eyes turn black
while yours stay brown

This is for the best

Selling
  you smiles to keep you afloat
Slashing
  the floors of my boat

It's right.. It's the right thing to do
I have to keep you above the water
If you drown, then I lose

Let me do this
  Share your abyss
Although I'll probably be gone tomorrow...
It's comforting; your sorrow.