Ashes In The Wind Poem by Kent Robinson

It's been Thirty long years.
I have felt anger; I have cried tears.
I didn't mean to anger you.
Do you accept that? Do you think it's true?
Now, everything has changed.
I am thirty years older,
And, yes, somewhat deranged.
Lack of love and family has been a hard road to hoe!
But, I didn't mean it. I didn't mean it-
Can't you see? Don't you know?
So I wish for a night,
That I won't wake-up.
My body is pain; My mind's messed-up!
So a wind is blowing; It has become Friend.
And, I'll be tipped over
To become ashes in the wind.