Cracked Lips

I'm a dead leaf on a tree branch
Faded colors with crisp edges
Sulking dark trapped in a cold trance
So tear me off and feel me fall

These cracked lips hold many secrets
Balanced by bitterness, regrets
If my heart is a landmine blown
My mind is scarred like a heroes

Waking up to their harsh sunlight
Creaking oak saps my energy
I'm burnt out from just keeping up
So don't smile back like you know me

These days, night is my asylum
Retreat, fill my gaps with soothing autumn.