Speckle of dust

Tree leaves fall and disappear, Meanwhile, I argue with fear -a priceless petal, I'll fade as well, And I feel the end's now very near.

A speckle of dust bathed in sunlight, Barely noticeable even when it's bright And forgotten quickly - that is me, Though the position did never feel right.

An unimportant moment of grace Will end, punching me in the face With the twisted joy of reality. 'You, sweet, won't even leave a trace.'

While I never considered screams The pathway to reach my wildest dreams, It now seem like I've run out of time, I have to step into the blinding beams.

A speckle of dust, forgotten, missed While being hidden in someone's fist, Now it's too late to escape and shine. The only one the sun never kissed.