Death of Depression
I'm drowing in a sea of heart-shattering suffering
the thick liquid is warm against my face, staining it red.
My blood is holding my life captive; sucking each last breath.
Dizzying visions take place... endless visions of memories beyond grasp.

My heart has stopped beating yet my very bones rattle with each failed pulse.
I can feel the life drain from my body with each labored breath.
My chest rises and falls with each shallow breath as each vision passes.
Seemingly they are filtered, good ones from not so good.
Each one passes in a whir to untrained eyes, to mine time is at a standstill.

Tears begin to come, slowly at first, then in  a whit hot torrent of flooding.
As if following a path they leave a burning trail down my cheeks...
searing pain torments my mind and my body as a puddle forms at my feet.
Deeply etched lines, worn over time, begin to seep another liquid.
One swipe of my fingers proves true what my laboring heart fears...
the race to spill my life force has hastened to sickening new heights.

Words from a specific heart wrenching vision stick in my mind
making my body shake in convulsive sobs at the remembrance...
a time long past pushed away now comes back in haunting waves.
I wish to forget... forget it all. I don't want to remember the bad,
but I have no choice. The bad, by far, outnumber the good.

My labored breathing begins to slow to a complete halt.
Warm light and angles kisses fill my body and mind.
I am in a better place now... and as I turn to the light
I blow one last half-hearted attempt at a kiss toward a distant figure.
I care not whether he sees or feels it... it is the last, the final,
     my goodbye.
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