I am the wind
Howling
Through these broken streets
I am the night
Shading the torment of day light
I am the fallen leaves of autumn
Piled up unwanted
I am the river
Roaring unheard
I am the silence
That shatters pretention
I am the quake
A thousand distorted emotions
I am gray clouds
Dying in the skies
I am a wreck
Of a human being
I am time
Trapped in aging skin
I am the birth
Of bastard children staining the earth
I am the lonely hill
Watching the seasons pass me by
I am disease
I am fear
I am death
I am life