Slave of a life that I never asked,
I listen to the heartrending screams of my soul,
imploring for the end.

Falling limbsm weary of an existence full of illusions,
let me taste the pain.

Destroy what is left of me,
and swept away with me all the lies..

Silence. Now I savor my fall.

Heat, on my bloodred hands,
I can listen my decline, embraced by darkness,
my eyes now can see beyond the deception.

Now..
See no more.
Heat no more.
Dream no more.

Just.. cold.

My lifeless body will be the painting of this fleeting moment of lucidity.