I have outlived my aspirations

I have outlived my aspirations

I have outloved my every dream

Suffering is my sole persuasion,

My heart feels only what has been.

Green was my garland - it has faded,

Blown by a destiny severe,

But I live on, alone and jaded,

Wondering if my end is near.

Defeated by the autumn frost,

With winter whistling down the heath,

On a bare branch, alone and lost,

I'm a forgotten, shivering leaf.