Fall

sick, sick, sickness, crawling up your throat
leaves fall from trees, and you fall and you bleed
silently and refusing to believe
that all there is
is all there was
and now and here
it all slips away
in a rush of sickness
to your head, to your head
you`re so upset
words, words, words,
as they come
you feel doomed
but they are what you silently assumed
the end feels near and nothing,
nothing fills the air,
this room,
this moment
but your fear
you wanna be held,
you wanna cry,
you tremble and try so hard
to stand still, to fight tears
to shake the beauty
back to life
It seems humble, and marred and spare
but it´s there
you won´t give up
you won´t give in
this makes no sense
but there is so much, so much
you would waste
while there is still so much to win
you have to let go,
walk away
and find solace
in every smile,
in every word,
in every hush of hope
rustling and dancing like all those leaves
face the day
overcome all what may
and stay in what is
just stay, stand still, inhale
the smell of coffee, peppermint, present
and live again, and again, and again
every day
to the end, to the end
patient, hopeful and brave