Autumn Goodbye

Deep crimson leaves spiral down, down, down and I feel myself fall with them. A bloody carpet underfoot, a haemorrhage somewhere inside, here comes winter again. Cold drapes itself over my skin, bites at fingertips and the thickest jumper cannot warm my heart. I wrap myself up so tight, layer over all the scars but somehow I'm still so exposed. How could you? Echoes buffet me with the wind that pushes through all my sweet pretence, all the insulation of deceit. I lie, lie, lie, it's the only way I know to hold together what little might remain. There is sunshine. There are golden rays that peek through cloudy curtains and I glow. Pulse alive with light, face unfrozen, it's easy to smile. I see golden trees and breathe crisp, clean air. Inside, outside, perfect. So you may leave me here in this bitter autumn, walk away with all your childish words. Because to you I am nothing amongst this storm of decay but maybe just to one I am everything (and for me, that is enough.)