Leaving Behind:

As the fall breeze passed me by,

I fell to the ground in exhaustion,

Beaten by the heated sun,

But I dare not let it win.

My loss came at great expense,

And I couldn’t quite keep up,

I fell below harder than ever,

But their volcano wouldn’t erupt.

My sorrow was devoured,

Eating by the leave’s shake,

Taking my pain away slowly,

Taking my troubling heartache.

The fall came closer to me,

Begging to take the lulling pain,

But I told him no, I dare not,

And that’s when it began to rain.