My Exodus

At the end

 

Bitter cold death

crowds this heart

this mind

trapped behind

and I grieve

for the lost of me

as blank stares

in the mirror

show

the

end is near

I can see

nothing as

darkness buries me

alive

no longer

just a shell of skin

empty

and I shut out

whole worlds

because I am not

seen

or understood

and tired

and so tired

of pain

and hurt

so I close

me

permanently

as invisible suits

me just fine

as I count frown lines

and close the blinds

on my soul

and death gives me rest

no more fighting

no more striving

2 grow

I die

alone

welcoming this

blanket warmth

as death covers....

my goodbye

is final

as I get

the last laugh

on this harsh life

as I turn my back

this time

and watch

the mirror

smile

as I struggle

to catch last breaths

no regrets

as life gives up

against poison’s grip

and I say

finally I am done

falling to the floor

this is my last piece

of art

and you're reading

my exodus.