The night wind grew chilling.
The sky gave me a grim feeling.
Then i feel to the ground kneeling.
I don't know what the night was dealing to me.

This strange new feeling.
Not at all appealing.
My hope was sealing.

I turned to ashes and was blown into the sky.
I don't know what's coming, not today.
It wasn't visible, not to my eye.
Am i really burying it all without a goodbye?

I fall and cry.
I think i have died.
Not truly though.
Just inside.