My Mess

As promised, here is the new poem. I worked with it as much as I could, but I couldn't get it to sound any better. It's not the best, but it's all I could make out from what I wanted to say.

My Mess

Life
and Death
and all
the rest
I can’t believe
I made this mess
finding You
will be the test
Failure will bring
me to Death
from all Your pain
I’ll lose my breath
at the sight,
You are my mess,
Your soul
will be left
to watch me
and my death