© MMXVIII A.N.E
Inhale the deadly air in one deep breath,
the sun is fading and the pitchblack is
High above…
Spine has withered away —
Bleaching pages…
(Some feral beast devours a blazing torch)
Falling petals —
Eyes turn white…
Down below:
Silence in a dark Abyss, a candle burns
For me, who sought the ease of death.