hear the sounds [poem]

Hear the crush of these autumn leaves,

look at my thousand locks,

which only you posses it’s thousand keys.

Hear the hush of the wind threw the trees,

hate me and just leave me,

even when I beg you to stay while I’m in my knees.

Hear the beat of this pathetic heart in my chest.

I know you love me,

but don’t feel any guilt for quiting on our eternity quest.

Just hear the crush of these autumn leaves,

I look at your thousand locks,

I know I’ve lost the keys, so just hate me… please.