Autumn

My soul is black as the night is long
and I can find no reason to smile.

I've been dropping weight -
A shell,
pouring itself onto the jagged rocks below

Debris of my life
drying
for seagulls to contemplate and bicker over

But when I'm fully gone...
When I'm nothing more than a
withered husk
billowing in the sand

I beg of you,
Don't let me live alone