Death of me

I carry this torch

It ignites a path

That usually leads

No where.

Falling through broken

words,

That were meant to cure.

But in time I found,

That they only hurt more.

Hanging by one tethered thread,

I try my best

to re-spin this chord.

And still I get no where.

The joy of motion

has come to a halt.

I should have done something,

But this is all my fault.

My mind overpowered my heart

It's been weighing me down

Right from the start.

This will be with death

of me.