Autumn,

Your trees are bleeding the blood of seasons

I have my reasons

Why I should die in the fall

My eyes are darkest of all

Me in my icy death

Autumn,

I'm falling deeply

A tryst with treason of wicked leisure

I cannot cry anymore

I will do nothing at all

Me in my icy death

Autumn,

I can't deceive her

Her fragnant seizure

I am beleagured

When I get down on the floor I can't get up anymore

Me in my icy death

All is said well out of bed

Falling down quite dead

All is said get out of bed

Falling down quite dead