Arms And Grey Poem by Sharron Stephenson

my mood lifts when you are here in my
arms
my eyes light the way to my heart when
you walk into the room
my pulse will race when you touch my
soul
my thoughts will clear when you reach the
sky

my mood will go when the punch reaches
my skin
my sky will turn from blue to black
when the wind changes the switch
my heart will break when the words i hate
you reaches the ears of pain
my thoughts turn to grey with suicide
my words are stopped when this is over