Intoxicated

                                     Severe Pains...

Infected by the toxic wastes

Softly suffocating the sacredness of my blood

Choking the innocent hope that controls the widgets of my emotional thoughts

Stabbing, gruesomely, the only piece of jubilation and joy that brings forth fresh air and life

Body wounds

Head Shots

Dismemberment of the soul

Murder.

Repulsive fumes of depression engulf through the insides of my body

Seeping so easily and effortlessly through my sensitive nostrils

Burning my lungs

Frying my heart

Killing me softly...