Cold desolate winds howl

As the rain strikes my flesh alike the blade

The leaden sky torn

Fractured by autumn decay



The dead leaves wept so silently

All words - empty, unspoken

Drowning within the black depths of misery

The cold void gathering



Another severance, another scar

As meaningless as a tear to an ocean

Misery will await, alike the seasons and the tide



So shall Death await...