Dear soft autumn breeze,
you carry those leaves so gracefully
one by one into the sweet unknown

But I'm the tree
not ready to let go,
I'm afraid my green
is turning yellow

One sad day
my branches
will be empty,
and my color
will be plain

A mere request
might keep you
away

But leaves are called leaves
Because they leave
Don't they?

each word he said
was like a solid brick unto her mind
so she built a golden tower
and climbed its stairs into the sky.
with each word she made it higher
the prized possession of her heart
its golden bricks creating sunshine
warm enough to heal his scars.
but when the bricks began to crumble
the tower tumbling to the floor
she saw that all his words
were debris of his own and nothing more.
she thought that he'd destroyed her
but it was all inside her head
for it was what she had created
that ended up killing her instead.

You want me to know
It's okay to show
I'm hurting

But sometimes it can feel like
everything in my whole life
is broken

You try to fix me up
but sometimes loving isn't enough
and I'm sorry

I'd surrender, if you wanted to know
I can't stop you when you go


You'll be better off without me.

There is a place called empty
a claustrophobic room
Inside it tries to tempt me
my soul it will consume

It preys on broken people
whose hearts facile to break
their bones were made feeble
their brains made opaque

There's a depth beyond this place
it's relatively hard to find
your world you must embrace
for you to free your mind.