I'm done with you..

I'm falling..
falling from high..
winds are telling me
that you're gonna die..
I have closed my eyes
thinking of you..
I feel this is it
I wont be their.. its true..
i feel it drills me
it takes my soul out of me
I thought it heals me
I cant find whats wrong in me..
I'm not sure what I'm going through..
i want you to be their
to catch me.. u r the one for me
but I smells you wont..
You wont again I know
I'm gonna die after this...
I dont want belong here
belong around you anymore..
Now its gonna be nothing for me
I'll always runaway from here
runaway whole life..
I dont want this place in me
I dont want you in me
I'm done with you.. I'm done I'm sure..

- Rohit