Wrecked

To feel lifeless,

I can feel the death.

I am shambles,

You can see I’m wrecked.

I feel pain,

My flesh is racked.

My brain is…

Encrusted black.

Pins and needles fall,

A prick of the skin,

A loaded syringe,

Drains me from within.

There is one thing left,

One great sky,

One last act in life,

And that is… to die.