My Dead Leaves

Memories scatter
None holding tight
Like dead leaves
Blowing out of sight
Fallen moments
Stories fade
Like dead leaves
They never stay
Like dead leaves
From a tree
Past memories
Are dead to me
Like dead leaves
From a tree
Past memories
Are dead to me
Lying on the ground
Pushed by the breeze
These dead leaves
Floating endlessly
Winds carry whispers
Rustling through trees
No longer vibrant
My dead leaves
From budding to death
Those histories
They fall from me
The tree
Like dead leaves
From a tree
Past memories
Are dead to me
Like dead leaves
From a tree
Past memories
Are dead to me
From budding to death
Those histories
They fall from me
The tree
The tree
Like dead leaves
From a tree
Past memories
Are dead to me
The tree
The tree
The tree
The tree
The tree