Glum

The lines of grief never fade
my mind still screams in mutiny
letting go of her cold hand
cursing the world

She slipped through my fingers
as they all do
the ones I adore
leaving wounds unhealed

Fear saturates my dreams
stealing away
the ebbing light
relinquishing the will to exist

From my window
I watch the cold sun
through opaque clouds
as leaves dance in a vortex

The grey fog of apathy
muffles my desire for life
as demons
circle