Autumn is breaking down
While I’m still broken
It all dies in the winter
Yet I am already dead
As my tears water my hopeful bones
Nothing grows inside my head
And I know
That leaves turn golden
And snow is always pure
But my exposed and broken ribcage
Is still holding all my hurt
I see the colours slowly changing
Like your eyes against the light
And with the harvest moon above me
I recall them in the night
Bats are flying
Moths are dying
As I pray on broken knees
Putting all my faith in Janus
Underneath the Autumn trees
Take my bones
Take my hope
With the decaying of the leaves
Help me find a new beginning
Help me release the love I grieve
Ryon Maverick 