Leaf In The Fall Poem by Melisa Bri
Leaf In The Fall
It is always the wrong time
I'm always saying good bye
to things I never had
If only I could fix my grasp
my gaze recognizing
the essentials for a good life
What is a good life?
If not getting what you want
The right things, the right time
at the place where they meet
And here I lay
broken compass
Upside down
I can't breathe...
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8/28/2026 10:10:39 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
This really resonated with me. Great read, good poem :)