I behold the trees cry on a windy Autumn afternoon
An outward manifestation of my inner melancholy
The sunray pierced through the half-naked body of the tearing tree
Her last goodbye to me was all surreal as she walked agonizingly away from me
the pain was burning in my heart, yet I felt so cold and lonely
there I am standing with no purpose wondering was I dead or alive
but like the half-naked crying tree I know one day my tears will be no more
and the time will come when I will grow into a new and better person
for through the heartaches of life we evolve as people but such is a needed occurrence.