Withered/Two

insert poem here lol

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The tears start flooding before I can stop them.

I don't know where they came from, but I know their cause.

Me.

Everything. Life. My friends.

Owlmoon.

Sweetfeather.

Roseblossom.

Applefrost.

But like I said, me.

I wish I could run away.

I wish I could find a way to get the old me - the one who was always upbeat and positive, always having fun  - back.

I used to be so innocent, so carefree back then.

Everything is different now. I have four other best friends - I'm usually the odd one out when I'm with them. Owlmoon talks endlessly to Owlmoon, and Applefrost to Roseblossom.

I wander aimlessly, feeling like I live in a different world.

I'm a ghost in that world.

After all, I'm already dead.

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I lay in my nest, closing my eyes as my body shakes. I hear the four of them walk into the small den. Our nests lay in a circle. I try to turn my head away, but they see my tears anyway.

"Oh, Autumnbreeze..." Murmering, Sweetfeather come up, and she uses her tail to wipe away the tears She goes away when I mutter my thanks.

I hear the rustle of nests as they all climb in. Thankfully, the tears have finally stopped. Opening my eyes, I stare at the ceiling, observing how the moonlight makes the shadows dance above me.

I sigh, wishing I could be like them.

Endless and happy... and invisible