Your post, not mine

My mistakes, over time,

do you ever feel the blame is all mine?

I should approach things right,

I never know how effective this must be-

The trials ruin me from the inside out,

I'm rotting and my feet are cold. I can't feel it anymore.

Where was the signal that this was the end?

You're gone now,

Erased from my mind.

Here we stand,

here we sing,

blowing in the wind.