…grief is a plague with no vaccine

The leaves fall
loneliness my only companion
grief is a plague with no vaccine
your heart no longer beats
but I am still here
ever searching for a trace of you

the leaves fall
time is precious
tick tock, tick tock
I am not listening to the clock
life feels like a broken dream
that is fading with the years

the leaves fall
and the pain eats away
little pieces of my soul
pieces of me fading, one after another
until finally empty and echoing
I am now only composed of my memories

the leaves fall
you never did say goodbye
now here in the garden of sorrow
I am but a wilted flower
and without your presence love
my petals too will soon depart

the leaves fall
time is moving faster now
and I know that reality has slipped away
I clasp my hands and shed a final tear
I see the cycles of the seasons
and I understand that it is time

the leaves fall
the leaves fall
the leaves fall

© Ann Bagnall