Open Casket

Poem#1 (May 15,2020 at 4:50)

(Inspired by my own depression)

~At last

Trembling in my not so fair skin

Falling for the retrospect of sin

Let me out, I cried

Who are these people?

Staring how I cripple

I want to be set aside

Lock into the mesmerizing darkness

It manifests within, making me a mess

Help, I ran, and I seek for guidance

No, I got this. All I need is balance

A spear fired through my spine

It can’t be, this is not yet my time

I felt the satin texture around me

Woke myself, wood facing me

Is this it? That was it?

I am still breathing?

Did I live the most of it?

If so, farewell for I am leaving