The Death of Us

Autumn breeze, and colored leaves
Foreshadowing the things to come;

So cold, and so crystal clear,
I can feel it oh so near;

Coming with such force,
Nothing will remain;

A devastating impact,
Leaving nothing the same;

Shake life at the core,
A foundation so unstable;

Dying to stay afloat,
But is quite unable;

Don’t fight the inevitable,
This evil caused by selfishness;

Broken beyond repair,
No joy in any of this;

I’ve seen the things I wish I didn’t
But know that I must;

It all happened so fast
You were the death of us;