do i deserve this?

i'm just a kid. when you really think about it i flowed through life astray my path a blur i don't wanna face. shivers rack my form chills travel up my spine i felt dread at 13 years old and im really not alright. cold has a different meaning now it once freezed me but now i relish in it's touch that chills my soul whole the flame within me falters with a powerful blow that whips it's size once glorious now a small flicker of hope yet even that burns out and i inhale the ashes left rolling down that path away to face the inevitable.