Beautiful Fall

As I walk through the woods
I see the beauty around me.
I watch the birds flitter from limb to ground,
I feel the breeze on my skin so gently.

I continue to walk, watching the grass,
looking behind as it rises again.
I contemplate my situation
continuously thinking of my sin.

Lost in a world without love,
nature embracing my soul.
I feel everything around me so strong
yet I walk in a dead lull.

I reach the edge of the wood
to find a cliffside retreat.
I climb down the rocks to the edge
where I carefully place my feet.

There, the seas crash below
and I find myself wanting to be there.
I dread seeing no path leading down,
as the breeze tossles my hair.

I'm at war with myself, deep inside
and I feel the urge to jump.
Tears begin to well up in my eyes
and my throat develops a lump.

I decide to sit down.
I take a deep breath.
This isn't what I should do
as least not yet.

I rise once again
to turn back to the wood.
I find myself walking alone
as no one ever should.

I continue this path of saddness
in hopes that someday
I will know where I'm going,
and through darkness, I'll find my way.