Autumn, a rebellious defy
Melange of colors outside
As high as the depth
Of my chaos and misery
Alive and standing in the end
Siphoning the force of love
Through my tired, heavy chest
I wonder how I, Feel it\'s beauty!
As if I\'m under a spell
Gratitude, a mysterious friend.
November of twenty twenty three
From the ashes, of what I set free
The glorious maroons
In the glorious sun
Shining over the dried up blood
That my soul shed, last summer
On what was once green
I wonder how I, Love this fall!
That sneaked in, at my expense
Gratitude, a mysterious friend.
-Al