Winter's Call

When winter hits

Life starts to die

It doesn't wilt quickly

But with a prolonged sigh

The bare branches shake

With sounds of rattling bones

The wind blows strong

And the tree painfully moans

I’m in the winter of my life

All colors fade to grey

When I lose the will to fight

No longer will I stay

Go softly towards the end

Or should I try to flee

This exhausting sorrow

That’s pressing down on me

The light in my eyes

Starts to rapidly wane

You can see into my soul

The pool of darkness I have lain

When you see me there

You stop in your tracks

The person I was is gone

All that’s left are the cracks

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