Drifting

The sting, the burn drags on and on
As my face flaunts red, blue and pink
I feel as if in minutes I will be gone
Although now the pain is beginning to shrink
I feel so far, far away, somehow I am the moon at dawn
Lights flash so bright but they have no link
Right now all I can do is think
How far away I have become
My lungs fill up, but somehow remain hollow
I remain here just to wallow in my own petty sorrow
My heart beats much to slow
I take a deep breath before I drift away
My soul is moving on, at the right steady flow
I hear weeping but see no pain
Just tears of shame lie over my cold, dead body