The year of me and 2016

Dear Wind,

Why does death come in 3's?

Hurting my soul, ripping tearing,

Please I crave to be at ease.

Tears role down,

With my head held high.

People walk by curious why.

I lost myself,

My sense of health.

Am I crazy?

Runs in the family possibly genetic

1234 breathe in breathe out 1234 I cant feel what Im touching am I touching this why cant my eyes focus why is algebra so hard 16 why do I feel 25 look at the sky see the stars back in a ball

crying

why.

Walking

After the 3rds funeral,

On a country road cursing everything relevant.

I found myself,

I still dont know who I am,

but I accept who I've become.

Still struggling but no longer suffocating.

Growth and pain.

Hope in my eyes, and no longer lost.

I hope to hear from you soon,

you're all I have left.