Fall is Back, Fool is Behind

Back

....I found myself in the wood

....where I found my mood

And then I happened 

To feel like neglected

But I couldn't say

If it was the way

I've walked a bit

And so I asked it

To myself and to

The one I stepped into

But then I got back

And it's still black

But so I think

It won't stink

Falling into Fall

She was watching at the wood behind the bars and the sky cloudy and dark, it was getting darker and she was think about that wolf, the one she had met almost a year ago...where was he? She could hear him howl but then was it just a dream? Impossible coz her dreams were only black pages, black spaces where she used to get lost at night ....