Fall

As the leaves fall, so do I.

I thought I was surrounded by light.
Green and alive,
Knowing everything was going to be okay.
I had my place and nowhere else.
I was simply me,
And nothing more.

I had a purpose,
And knew my purpose.
Achieved my potential.
Knew my potential.
Mistakes didn't happen.
I could make everyone around my happy.

As soon as I stood,
I turned.
I became ugly.
Life degraded me into a mere inconvenience.
The windows shut.
I couldn't see inside anymore.

Finally,
To weak to bear it,
I hit the ground in my dead withered body.
Completely helpless.
I await in this state until I easily crunch with a step.
Turned to dust by the lightest of life.

Never again to be.
Forgotten.
Though was I ever noticed in the first place?
What was I?
An object?
A step?

Maybe an obstacle. Tearing down everything it touches.