Like a wilted flower I die down.
With distorted sensations and in loneliness, my soul decays.
consuming every energy.
Everything is pain. Everything hurts.
I let myself go, one petal after the other falls down
dry and lifeless.
I wither, I strip off of every hope,
wrenched away by a freezing and cruel wind
Dead leaves violently twirl in the air,
submitted to the fury of the upcoming winter.
Nailed to the floor, I observe the heaviness of a gray and
leaving myself being covered by
frozen and ethereal snow.
Snow that brings calmness
Snow that erases everything
Around, every light turns off.
I breathe in deeply a bitter air,
that wounds, that tears the chest apart.
In the dark I feel myself being lifted up by the wind,
and dismembered, I evaporate,
like snow crystals lost
in the eternity of a froistibbten void. |
