Now begs for the ultimate peace..
How easily did it pick that knife
That which oscillated between the hand & wrist
Tracing down the very lines of destiny
Like giving one last chance
Chance to breathe a little longer
And then dug deep into the veins..
Blood gushing out,
Streaming down those very hands,
Now blurring those lines of destiny
Flowing with it are
My deepest wounds,
The Pain, The Hurt
I feel the peace come on..
I see the whole world in a carousel
I am on a high,
I relive my life – in a matter of seconds
Those memories which were once coloured
Seem to fade away, some suddenly erased
I lose myself in its rhythm
A lullaby sung to me
I sink to those depths
Depths I din’t know existed – they soothe me..
My breathing is laborious
Each breath heavier than the other
I am swathed in Darkness
I gasp, I struggle
The insides of me churn
Emptiness seethes in
Voices around a mere echo,
My visions, they defeat me
I see the hand of death..
And I know – I have been granted the “ultimate peace”