Us, We, Me Will Cease Poem by Leah Harlow

Wishing life would get brighter
Sitting in a move less stance
But breathing gets tighter
Struggling for one last glance
Tears burn the eyes
Every star so far in the dark
The one to blame you despise
But the one last time to embark
The chance, slipping through
Nothing to hold on to
Darkness; you travel into
Nothing left to do
Movements; soundless screams
Falling from what was
Tearing at every seam
Never again will us
Slip from my sinning lips
Us, we, me will cease.