Fallen Leaves Poem by Kevin Webster

I walk amoug a forest,
a forest that I have not seen before,
a forest that had a utter darkness.
I began to walk into the deep shadows.
As the whispers of death hant my ears
By the time I saw the last leave fall beside me,
I knew this is the end of my road.
Or is it?
Could it be a sign
Of what the world my turn into or be.
I feel a emptiness of my heart,
that broke into tears.
Fallen Leaves....