My tears fall with the leafs, as my sorrows blow in the breeze a chill kissed my cheeks.
My sorrowful autumn with its reds and browns scattered on the ground, here my tears lie in between the roots of the trees and my happiness chokes on the dirt as sorrow buries me.
Sad me, buried under the girth of autumns sorrows.
This is a new poetic collection. Sad Me – Seasons Change Collection. I am going to be writing sad poems with themes using Autumn, Spring, Summer and Winter. This poem is the first poem in the Sad Me – Seasons Change Collection.