Autumnal Melancholy

Every reason bringeth despondency anew Lugubrious harm in the evening gloom Reality changing, surrealism fading Revealing the foreboding rentless doom Their visages melting in the eerie dawn All hope of unity with these retcherd souls now gone Trepidation grasping, loneliness everlasting Content a solitory spirit with the void as one Nature hibernating as the forest withers and falls Into slumber, I hear the thunder and the distant calls Every reason to be sad every reason to be mad Unable to let go of unwelcomed sorrow Dreary days, broning nights of melancholy unfolds For there is alwas a story of depression to be told Refreshing are the Autumnal mourns For ice thoust cover the frost new born Hidden forests, hiding secrets admist the trees Spirits linger, ghostly whisper emanating from the breeze Darkened evening of mysterious resplendence elapse Into a trance of the night into Gaia's embrace Lights flickering in the silhouetted forest Shapes appearing formation, shadows casting there eveil glare I stare beyond the forest and see the end of eternity A desolate landscape of emptiness, all life gone all is bare