The inevitable crash

I am not in control anymore

I'm losing these clouds I gathered

the clouds that are supposed to

make this wreck, this crashing plane

land softly

I plant flowers in jars and

behind my eyes,

hoping this speed that is

making my eyes tear up

would water them

make them bloom

I need all the beauty

I can get

for these flashing lights

scare me to death

I want to sit back and

let my world burn so bright

I can lit up the sky

with this flame inside my chest

my black box

Will anyone hear the s.o.s?

Should I scream louder,

fall faster?

I sprinkle these petals

like stars

flickering hope

because it's all I have left