These ashes falls on the ground,
disperse into the air,
I lay here,
tired and waiting,
exhausted,
the sun hits my face,
as I lay on this bed,
the blinds are broken,
makes the light distorted
in a way,
hope,is there any?
gone is the hope,
extracted from me,
from my surroundings,
I don't look into any mirrors
anymore,
can't take looking at another me,
distressed I am,
as if this is infinite,
walk out of the door
into society,
into a foreign place,
not understanding nor realizing,
only mindless thoughts are appearing,
empty is the souls of individuals,
yours,theirs and mine
is this?

Walking shoulder to shoulder,
with these apathetic individuals next to me,
alone and wasted,
that's what this is,
this burning flame in my
chest,
unbearable this is going,
tortured this soul,
suffering because of consequences
done,
finish,
no more this is going to be,
this is the last one,
before I go,

My bed is drenched in red,
striking the colour is,
there are drops on the pale wood flooring,
falling off my fingers,
now I notice that
I didn't go out the door,
didn't walk, didn't do anything,
It was what my thoughts conjure up to
release me out of this pain,
I could feel it coming,
the last drop of life
dripping down,
falling onto the floor,

eyes,my eyes,
fixated on the ceiling,
as this, the end,
my body is empty,
empty of everything,
there is no light,
nothing at all,
I believed I died in disbelieve,
eyes still open,
tears down my cheeks,
I'm dead in my blood,
this red, wonderful substance,
at last I feel content,
happy to die,
happy to leave this
place,

at last I'm wrapped in a cocoon,
designed by me,
for my own,
for this life is at an
end......