Autumnal Melancholy

Every reason bringeth despondency anew

Lugubrious harm in the evening gloom

Reality changing, surrealism fading

Revealing the foreboding rentless doom

Their visages melting in the eerie dawn

All hope of unity with these retcherd souls now gone

Trepidation grasping, loneliness everlasting

Content a solitory spirit with the void as one

Nature hibernating as the forest withers and falls

Into slumber, I hear the thunder and the distant calls

Every reason to be sad every reason to be mad

Unable to let go of unwelcomed sorrow

Dreary days, broning nights of melancholy unfolds

For there is alwas a story of depression to be told

Refreshing are the Autumnal mourns

For ice thoust cover the frost new born

Hidden forests, hiding secrets admist the trees

Spirits linger, ghostly whisper emanating from the breeze

Darkened evening of mysterious resplendence elapse

Into a trance of the night into Gaia's embrace

Lights flickering in the silhouetted forest

Shapes appearing formation, shadows casting there eveil glare

I stare beyond the forest and see the end of eternity

A desolate landscape of emptiness, all life gone all is bare