Memory of the Future

I see it

As if it were my own

The silver knife

Plunging into my side

Crimson life streaming out

Like a waterfall

Gasping, choking

For the first time

Relishing

Life.

Calling you, apologizing, declaring my Love

Then all is silent

The phone drops

Falling down

As my body hits the floor

Still, cold.

My corpse

Asleep in a pool of blood

My soul

Finally free of this burden.

To finally let go

To escape

To a better place