I lie listless staring at the gray of the ceiling;
The lone light up there glares at my inner being.
I gaze and I gaze,
like in a haze:
My senses intense ; my vision dim;
My heart races ; my body goes limp;
Out of its depths gush out a monstrous smoke,
and descends to engulf me until I choke,
I strive to shout
To hoot out loud,
I need to live’.
But words don’t form; its only a groan,
A miserable moan.
My loved ones surround me, their faces sombre
Desperate, distraught; my pain none can bear.
The smoke consumes me bit by bit;
Bit by bit I cease to exist.
What remains is my soul
in the little me, my sole creation;
We live and thrive
Mingling in unison.