Why am I awake?
Rising from my restless mind.
Autumn’s touch comes soon.


Friendship withered under
This wretched gaze, icy
Wind burning the skin,
Blowing from the depths
Of judgmental hearts, driving
Pain throughout all the world.
Unsatisfied with any satisfaction
Outside their purview.

A cold and bony gaze
Pierces my confidence,
My peace. Shattering this
Belief that I “have time”, that
I might ignore the dictates
Of time. Slowly I gain the
Strength to return that stare.

Eventually the fear shall fade
And I’ll gaze into this despair
Inspired terror feeling 
Tranquility, knowing we all
Share that journey.