healing-dying

Who wants to share with me my thoughts of death?
They soon will be gone.
I visualize my body on the carpet..the broken mirror pieces are reflecting my blood color...
Dull, dark red with an odor of a lost war.
Lessons of self-love that are totally disoriented.
 
 
A  demolition of my delusion in my frame of mind
It's devastating and heart cremating, this annihilation's savor chocks me
I've been again hiding, strongly denying, I pretend I'm fine
Grief's at my door, I'm on the floor, talking to me
 
My inside is empty and the echo is loud
Sometimes it hates me, others it just sobs
Its acid tears are pouring down on my soul like an unexpected storm
Longing for sunshine, I gaze the greenish horizon
It seems like a poisonous gas, there is no oxygen.  
The insuperable mountains are my hopes
What will happen to me?
I lash out to my reality with a cry of rage
The radiant facets of my earthly body seem quite unwrought
A hermetic hasp keeps them under my oblivion's guard
And to my dismay, this is what my unrequited love is reveling in