I Refuse To Drop

My mind is spinning around the world, heart is jumping on several clouds. Soul, is traveling in the trees. Moments have, become so weak. Feet sore! Fighting this battle, this battle. I seem, to fight every second. I try to breathe! Breathe this cold intense air, that seems to keep, coming threw my core. Sacrificing my flesh, reality spirit hit my soul, regrow my roots and give me guts. Scrape off this fray, I seem to tussle, my blood is yellow. What to do? Crust is coming out, my shell. What to do?.. oh.. What to do? My mind is spinning, heart jumping, soul traveling. I'm so weak! Feet won't move. I can no longer breath. Reality spirit, touch my soul. Give my mind the peace it needs. So I may proceed, in the things I need, for this battle interrupting my flesh. Has me captive in raindrops. For I feel the tears. I feel the cries. But, I can no longer see. I get on my knees. So I may bleed! Bleed this yellow blood I bleed, and regrow my roots. Because at the end, I refuse to drop!