Excuse me while I break

Let me have this moment,
To crumble, Slowly fall away,
And disappear on the wind.
For I am frayed,
Past holding together,
And must unravel.

I want to fold up but,
Not gracefully like as a fan,
I shall crumple like paper,
Collapsed into,
An ever smaller ball,
Until I am gone.

I crept up on myself,
and slowly pulled away the rug,
Now I tumble down dark hill.
I’d wash away
But I can’t drown the fears,
When tears will not come.

Probably doesn’t need explaining much this one, things just get on top of us sometimes, this is about that.