Ugh... I Hate This Place

our world and my pretand one

I hate this place called grass , dirt , worms
I want to be in the sky with the clouds
With a harsh caw that rings high and loud

I grabbed the hand of my pal , the dead raven , who flew me faraway
and then let me go to fall to the land of death and decay
I wonder for hours , crawling through bones and mist
I scream my heart out , I can't resist
I love this place
Why
It brings me the eruption of chills , the rising of death , the scent of life
If I don't stay here , I'll learn to love living , then I won't except the word death
When I die , I'll cry , but I don't want to
I want to stop my last breath and forever lie in my spot

*Lord , I thank you for life , love , us , me , you , earth , FIREFLIES , and everything else anyway. Love u.*

Author's Note

It constantly changes... what do you think? Confusing or is it okay?