Autumn State

The silence grows venomous
 As we struggle through each day
 Foul season of affliction
 Upon us vehemently
 This sullen autumn backdrop
 Providing proper context
 A befitting canvas
 For our ever rotting minds
 Confined to fighting inner demons
 Never seize the day
 Cornered and entrapped
 Faring through ephemeral joys
 Procrastinate and linger
 Decrepify our lives
 Bound by towering woes
 A half existence raging on
 Autumn state
 No sight of hope beneath the grey dusk
 Living life away with no sense of purpose
 Autumn state
 No sight of hope beneath the grey dusk
 Searching for an unseen truth
 Forever seeking what we cannot find
 Rays of vivid light or chilling breeze
 Cursed to never seize the moment
 Immersed in thoughts of better days
 Watch the hourglass grow empty
 While drifting in confusion
 Lost in plans of a distant tomorrow
 Or grief over shattered yesterdays