A Suicidal Note

Spirits of murdered wishes roam
Inside myself to find a home,

Anxiety eviscerates
All my desires of life within
As emptiness encapsulates
Life seems to be a virtuous sin.

Promises of eternity  
Are fictions more than a fact.
Procreating insanity
I figure out this way to react----

Myself I can safely hide
In the halo of suicide

Inhaling the scent of ashes
Of the dreams ,so gory,
The melody of anguishes
Will inscribe my death-story
On the cold alabaster
Of the musty memory.

Incantation of disaster
Resurrects purgatory.
The cracks on damp plaster
Of the forgotten events
Of the lost sinners and the saints
Will whisper my lost  history.