Dying

My relentless countdown

Is refusing to change its pace

And all those old black scars

Starting to mark my face and soul

And my darkest skies

Keeps on pressing me to the ground

With these filthy curtains

Wrapped around my will

Crawling, screaming, weeping

Searching a place to hide

A place to die

I am shivering and my tears clouds my eyes

My tears burn my skin off

Fall to the ground

Screaming out

I'm not prepared to die

I haven't seen all I wish