I see the sky’s hue and turn away with disgust
Why did I have to look at it?
It doesn't deserve it
Looking aside I see the trees move in sync
Almost calling me over
To my end
Soft and tragic end
I watch as the leaves turned different shades of orange
The feeling in the air is electric
Almost peaceful
Yet I cant seem to find the peace with myself
I reach out my hand and feel the air
The cool morning mist resting on my palm
My heart gets a glimpse of happiness before it gets enveloped in the darkness...