8-30-19

Altered.

State.

Of.

Mind.

No more can I keep up

with this fiendish grind.

I seemed to stumble,

out of reality.

Scars on my wrists

let light into my unscintillating being.

In the blink of an eye,

I had realized my damnation,

I'd be taken to the underworld.

But his presence was amongst me.

A fire to heal

from these scars.