Ash

I'm sleeping in the kindled room

Because it's warmer than outside

I know that the longer I stay

The more the world gets sharp and black

My hours are burned down with colors

I'm covered with falling ashes

The weight will crush all

I fall into the dark

I'm dying slowly here

I know that I want to be happy but I scream

I shouldn't have been born

Who can hear it

At last the fire spreads to me

The world stiffens with uncountable edges

This place will collapse in due time

Someone dig up the ashes for me

Go backwards to the burned down hours and colors

I became ashy long time ago

Do I hesitate to be corrupted rather than freeze in that place

Crawl out of the ashes

Wipe a muddy tear

It's not looking away from a false hope

But running away before despair catches me

It may be too late

Tomorrow may not come

I stare at the burning room protecting me

And I wish someday I will forgive my ashes

I'll be gone