The addict and his leaf

Blowing in the wind.Breaking away.Crispy scrunch.Staggering side too side silently floating down to earth.Sponge landing on a soft bed of grass.Reaching out,stretching out. Truly seeking to be back to where it all began                                              Dark,damp,cold and dirty.All as i need now is the weather to turn against me.I feel as though i'm vegetating.Slimey,greasey and incomprehendable.Now i feel even the snow is having a bite off me.Here comes the ice its trying to finish me.Please will somebody save me.There's nobody here.It looks like its down to me. It feels like electricity pouring through my veins.Its getting warmer each day.Starting to stretch my body out. starting to regrow.                                                         Out of the ground. rising higher and higher spreading myself gradually for the closest to admire.Giving myself to the warmth in the land .Glad to be back .i'M alive again.