I am dreaming
Of the ways I could die
My sanity is beside me
Losing
Breaking
Melting
Then I'm dying...
I am hanging in the bathroom
Neck tied
And in the middle
Of the room
Slowly
I die
Grasping for every breathe
But
Not fighting death
My body fights
But the soul
elopes
with death
I am dreaming
again
and again
Every time that the year ends
Every time that the lonely year ends
I am bleeding
In my room
On my bed
With sheets so red, bloody
Beside me is my sanity
Lacerated my skin
my veins
my soul...
Eloping with death
I am dreaming
repeatedly foreseeing
the death
the excruciating pain
of eloping with death
the ecstasy of happiness
in the height of freedom...
from life's sharp claws
I see me
Innocently walking
Then I am stabbed
With a mighty knife
Shiny knife
Then I am bleeding
And life's last sight of light
Was the red blue sky
On the afternoon that I die
The afternoon
I
successfully
escaped life
I embrace freedom
because death
It is my freedom
~10/21/2011~
