The Death Of Me

Photo by Heloisa Vecchio from Pexels

clouds are over me;
I let the wind take me,
let the rain taint me,
let the storm dawn free,
and freeze my sanity,

clouds are over me;
I let them all fool me,
let the death touch me,
let the dark hold me,
and fade my clarity,

I let the past pull me,
let the pain haunt me,
let the ghost run free,
ruin away my bliss,

I let the fire burn me,
churn me, turn me
into this piece,

I let it all
kill me.