Poetry

The Arrival of Winter

By Wallace - 20 January 08

Wandering, fading away
Leaves flutter and fly
The tree is broken, decayed
While this chill wind dies

I place myself on the ground
Resting these grave limbs
My thoughts in tumult, unsound
With images of him

He will not know, my chance lost,
My chance to say gone
My breath shivers, puffs of frost
Release a sad song

Wounded in my pride
Why do I always hide
Cover feelings with a smile
Pretending I'm fine for awhile

When will the mask slip
The walls crumble and rip
The emotions out, released
The despised lies finally cease

I am so tired on this earth
So frozen, so sad
Unsure what this life is worth
What joy can be had

I would leave here, get away
Yet nothing would change
Inside of me all is gray
Bitter, jaded, aged

Just a dead tree without leaves
I'm starkly outlined
I stay here until I freeze
When snow blankets me