My soul screams for help, I wanna tell someone, but I’m all by myself. Autumn comes. The leaves fall and so do I. It’s dark and cold and all I wanna do is cry. Leaves are covering the ground, I can hear the storm with all its sounds. When spring comes there’s new life in the tree. But I don’t know if there’s ever a new spring in me. -Enna
Heyyy, so please don’t mind, if there are some grammatical mistakes or spelling mistakes in this poem, cause English isn’t my native language but I kinda like writing English poems. Just do not wonder why something isn’t correct or something like that.