Regenerate

As the heavy winds flow, drag
I feel the pain, the agony,
Like a thousand nails piercing me, going through my skin, my bones, my emptiness
Like a double-edged sword, cutting me into a million pieces,
slowly and steadily,
separating my tissues from my organs.
As the dark scorching sun shines brightly,
I feel the depth, the nought perception,
Like a fire, burning
Burning my skin, my bones, my guts, my existence?
Burning my emotions, my feelings, my being
my clothes evaporate,
my hair leaves a pungent smell.
I stand and gaze, moan, weep.
But then it stops suddenly, disappears
as it reaches my heart.
Even the blazing fire is unable to burn my living stone,
Even the penetrating winds cannot pierce my heart.
I feel happy and content as I lie there,
a living corpse.